Glasshouse Contest Winner by PoetryPlease, literature
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Glasshouse Contest Winner
The results of the Inside The Glasshouse Contest are in and the winner is:
yourpleasantdarkness
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[untitled entry]
Kaleidoscopic prisms, the dancing life
beyond a willingness for prison,
shackled only in the belief
that glass may tear and sever sinew,
with the vulnerable cowardice, insensitive
to anything but pain--
aggrieved, not by the squalor of society
(Here,
I will press my hand to yours,
without fear of germs and blinding pain,
here you cannot hit me, strike me,
or defile my every whim--
here, perhaps I can dream--)
an idyllic world, with the grass untouching, scampering
ants working their way around me,
wat
Smoke and Mirrors Winners by PoetryPlease, literature
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Smoke and Mirrors Winners
Contest Winners
Normally, we here at PoetryPlease announce 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place winners, but with this contest one person blew away the competition, and several others were dead even, so we'll only be annoucing the first place winner.
Congratulations to Aruchel, who wrote entry #5, "The Reel," the winner of the Smoke & Mirrors Contest! Aruchel blended the perfect amount of ambiguity and imagery to create a wonderfully imaginative poem. Great job!
Contest Entries (in order by submission date)
#1 Untitled by punkadelli
All hells broken loose, the levees are burst and there are cars running from my bridges to yours
The blockades are bro
Winners: Contest Made of Glass by PoetryPlease, literature
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Winners: Contest Made of Glass
Contest Winners
Congratulations to beneath-the-surface for winning the Contest Made of Glass! Honourable mentions also go out to Kelly-anne-17, ellierany, and ShadowedAcolyte for their wonderful and well-loved entries.
Finally, thank you to our members for coming through on voting for the entries. We really appreciate your support!
Contest Entries
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Entrant #1 - rlkirkland
TIMED (acrostic)
The hourglass sands have fallen
Into times gone past
Maybe we will follow
Everything cant last
Doubtless we have run our race, but my, its gone so fast!
Oil Lamp (mini ballad)
The crusted wick is flickeri
Epic Poetry Contest Winners by PoetryPlease, literature
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Epic Poetry Contest Winners
We've finally decided on our winners! The judging took a little longer than we intended, but you need not wait any longer. Without further ado:
1st place winner: ~bertron-the-prophet with The Arboretum
2nd place winner: ~Aruchel with Aurora's Rose
3rd place winner: =lady-shirakawa with Epic
Congratulations to the winners and thank to everyone else who participated. The prizes will be delivered to the winners as soon as possible, but in the meantime, please be patient. Thank you everyone reading for helping to make this contest a huge success!
Contest Prizes
1st Place:
Publication in Soundzine.
Basic artist bag from CR
1 year sub from
Inspiritors Contest Winner by PoetryPlease, literature
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Inspiritors Contest Winner
Contest Winners
The winner of this contest is ~Sapient-Butterfly
Inspired by: http://lucia-moonflower.deviantart.com/art/Betrayed-99457062 http://gaiatheory.deviantart.com/art/The-World-Yet-To-End-106886953 http://twilightlavender.deviantart.com/art/Dr-Quack-96231528
Ill take a dip into this,
My well of inspiration,
Draw on your words
To instil my own, in
Pursuit of artistic creation.
Perhaps from you I would take
The emotion poured into your verse.
Word crafted love, that bleeds
Struggle, pain and betrayal.
To reach its end, sharp and terse.
Or perhaps Ill turn to you,
Capture the pictures that you paint.
Fo
Gift of Poetry Contest Winners by PoetryPlease, literature
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Gift of Poetry Contest Winners
Contest Winners
Quite a few people voted this time around, unfortunately, about half of them are not members. Remember, you have to be a member for your vote to be valid! If you missed the member list clean-up cut off date, then you are no longer a member and must rejoin. And if you "secretly" asked your friends to come and vote for you, make sure that next time you remind them to join too. There are links for instructions on how to join from any of our journal headers.
1st Place:
#8- Blood Orange by ~tashagladwell
2nd Place:
#2- The Red Candle by ~Nastaciakaye
Most of the other poems received the same amount of votes each, s
Villainous Villanelle Contest by PoetryPlease, literature
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Villainous Villanelle Contest
Contest Results
Winners:
1st: Ginger Bread by *vix0r
2nd: Mirror, Mirror by ~Itti
People's Choice: Poverty by =TEC-ThePenOfMerlin
Honourable Mentions:
Last Spiteful Breath by ~Diptonite
Hooded by *Blueskye27
Judges
The judges who helped select the winners were: *PunknEra, ~isabellakay, ~cypher-neo, `Beccalicious, *BerylAlexandros, *ThornyEnglishRose.
Prizes
1st Place:
30 devDollars from the ArtistRelations Team
a Fella Plushie from the ArtistRelations Team
a dA keychain donated by `Beccalicious
a one-year sub or an item on your wishlist up to $30 donated by *PunknEra
a journal feature donated by *PunknEra
a journal feature do
Contest Winner
Congratulations to the winner of the Humo(u)r Contest: *meljoy68. Her entry #6: Surreal Meal was both funny and displayed quality writing. Good job!
We would also like to give an honourable mention to ~TimeFlies whose entry #2: Untitled had almost as many votes. It was tight!
*meljoy68 wins our respectable prizes (as well as free promotion here at PoetryPlease):
1 month sub donated by ~thecoolbeane
A journal feature donated by *PunknEra
A journal feature donated by =vgaer
Thank you to everyone who entered. We enjoyed reading your submissions! Here are a reminder of the Top 10 entries, and now we reveal the authors:
TOP
This contest is closed. Thank you to all who participated.
Winning Entry:
10. Written by mortal hands
Echoes drift across eternal sands. ~Sober-Irish-Guy
Other Finalists
1. Through mortal folly
and up against the aeons
written word survives. ~VanyelFirestorm
2. One finds oneself without
need for rhyme, reason, or sense of time
when lost amongst our written word. ~VanyelFirestorm
3. Through the ocean of the real
We have cut our stencil of eternity
By speaking words. =marvintheparanoid
4. As a petal, lilting, swaying,
The times and trials of windy skies;
Within, extemporal, it perseveres. ~Silica-Streak
6. Words as timeless as
Contest Details
The goal of this contest CRITIQUE a poem.
A quality critique is more than just writing flowery words of praise telling an author how much you like their work. While it's important to tell a writer what they're doing right, it's even more crucial that they know what needs to be improved. Most writers love feedback when communicated effectively; technique, style, grammar - all these and more should be open for discussion for any writer genuinely seeking feedback.
But it is the communication that sometimes gets in the way. Too many readers don't know how to write a critique that clearly states their opinion but in a way that i
This Christmas I saw no Angels by Nordica93, literature
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This Christmas I saw no Angels
This Christmas I saw no angels
Hanging in windows bright.
No child in a crib, no sparkling stars
But just a dark and freezing night.
This Christmas I smelt no mince pies
Coming out of the hot oven fresh.
No roasted meat or sweet spiced gravy.
Instead, just cold mud and rotting flesh.
This Christmas I heard no sleighbells.
The only noise was the sound of guns firing,
The shrieks of shells, the shrieks of men,
None of which showed signs of tiring.
But lo! They all cease as if dead.
It is silent the whole Front along.
And suddenly, in the bitter air I hear
The lonely notes of a German song.
Wait, I know the tune! I know the song!
Ballad of the Lone Prospector by Antmuzik77, literature
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Ballad of the Lone Prospector
The Ballad of the Lone Prospector
I met him up the Murchison, on digs just out of Trillbar
A scrawny lad, with pan in hand and shoes that'd trodden far
His dusty face grimaced, as he tipped the dirt again
"For the all the luck that I've had, would have killed a better man"
And as the last light faded, across the distant hills
The youngster in his angst bit the bitter pills
My inquires showed the young man hadn't eaten now for days
His water bag was drying and his head was in a haze
Well I'd been waltzing matilda, near a billabong for weeks
So my supplies were quite sufficient, to offer to the meek
With youthful surrender, he gladly
As I walk down a street
Opaque by street light
I see a man
As translucent as glass
He holds out his hand and whispers sadness
And guilt
I stand next to him as he whispers
He tells me of a murder
That was not his own
But of a bird
He told me of how happy he was of this bird
A songbird
Who sang delectable tunes of fortune and fame
Whose feathers were green and blue
He told me of how this song bird sang everyday
In a cage of gold
Singing of a freedom
When it thought no one was listening
He told me of how greed overtook him
And how he hid the songbird
Where no sunshine would reach it
Where its songs became those of a prisone
read please.
The swifts.
No! with ease!
Feel the beat
Of fluttering birds
Twittering on the tongue!
The swifts
The boy looks up,
Anxiously waiting if I will
*Cough*
The swifts
He stutters through
the rest of the page.
In his haste,
forgetting half a stanza.
*Sigh*
Please picture
for your second try,
a tiny bird
Buried in the bushes.
WAITING
Waiting for the wind
To LIFT him up,
spreading his wings!...
*BANG*
My hand hammers
against the metal desk.
Ending my own
Frantic flying
In a pitiful
clan
I have learned that the
taste of failure is
bitter
and it stings the tongue.
It had been a wonderous idea.
A world
where peace was prominent, where
I was god.
Where evil was banished,
and the dreaded sickness
known as human disdain and contempt,
was unknown.
But I was young,
and foolish.
Soon I was cursed with a plague of my own:
boredom.
I looked toward my brothers' and sisters' creations.
They had wars, and fantastic literature
that spoke of rebellion and oppression.
My creation,
my world,
had no fantastic literature, or
debates.
Even the people,
seemed to be plagued by boredom.
But that of course,
was not the las
Im sorry.
I cant live a lie.
did I hear you right?
[shocked, smile crushed
like squeezed lemons,
it's empty]
Its time for me to go. Actually
Its been overdue.
whats been overdue? Whatre you saying to me?
[voice collapsed, shrunk, only a whisper
like a dried leaf,
shriveled, broken]
I cant do this anymore.
stay here. I need you
[knees of gelatin, quiver, fall
resting on the cold ground,
chilling bones]
You dont need me.
yes I do. Stay with me. I can give you anything you want !
[hands shake, cold winds blow,
hope fli
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Challenge #46
People annually make a New Years resolution and struggle to stick with it. I often find myself debating about whether or not I want to make one each time New Year's Eve rolls around. I think asking you to write about your own resolutions would be a bit cliche. So instead I want you to make a broader resolution. If you could choose a resolution for a collective group (i.e. public education, your country's government, your family, the world) - who would you choose, what would you choose, and of course why. There's a
umm hello I just found this page through a friend of mine I was wondering if you could judge my poetry I have posted on my profile. I enjoy reading feedback and hope you like it