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Do you enjoy reading or writing superb poetry and prose? This group is for showcasing excellent works, and improving our writing skills. Submitted pieces are moderated, and we are looking for a few more admins to help fulfill this task!

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Said you'd meet me at the station,
so I waited for the train,
the tunnels stretching out beyond my sight.
Footprints wet on tiled platform—
From above, the sound of rain
and muffled groans of thunder filled the night.
Then the seven-forty bellowed in
and, screeching, checked its pace;
from doors poured forth a horde in coats and cowls.
And I searched the rounded windows
for the angles of your face
but could not find you there, nor in the crowd.
Swiftly in and swiftly leaving,
with a shriek the engine fled,
tracks black and bare behind it: it was gone.
And the passengers pushed past me
to the spattered street ahead;
breath misting in the air, they hurried on.
Empty platform, empty station,
empty echoes on the stair—
No heart to leave, I faced the tracks alone.
But a voice behind called, "Emma?"
I turned, and you were there!
A smile split your tired face. "I'm home."
:iconriorlyne:Riorlyne 22 31
I stretch endlessly
and become your bridge as you
try to cross me
your arms are roads
to everywhere
:iconxtrqs:XTRQS 5 2
the sky looks larger when
I see it through your eyes
the burden of infinity
:iconxtrqs:XTRQS 9 6
I am stronger than I look;
a hard truth disguised
beneath soft flesh
and brittle bones.
I suffer
from an alcoholic father; an illness
for which there is no easy cure.
But it has poured steel into
the makeup of my molecules, sculpting
a survivor
from soft clay
and wax the colour of fear. It has taught me
that I cannot be defeated,
not by anything
but myself.
I inherited my backbone
from my mother: a pliable, rubbery thing
that will bend and sway
but never break,
never cave in on itself
like something fragile. I will rise,
and rise again,
like a phoenix from the ashes, like a forest
after the fire. And I will never
stay down
for long.
:iconsylviaveir:SylviaVeir 22 9
sudden sinner (didn't see this coming)
sliding down the rungs of atmosphere
on your third-wheel apocalypse,
still golden in the burning breaths
you wouldn't dare to let me take,
and am I fragile or are you
the one that's breaking -
glass-blowing me into the sort of beauty
you might scratch into oblivion
you bitter soul, you're biting off more
than you can burn in one sitting;
I'll have you on your knees before we're done,
but you always were impressed by how long
I could hold my breath.
:iconcreativelycliche:creativelycliche 12 9
love letters to introverts
To the boy who prefers spending Friday nights at home:
the world does not understand how beautiful silence sounds
As you crack open that book you've been waiting to read,
  or plug in your computer,
    or listen to music,
or maybe just stare at the night sky from your bedroom window-
(please) remember what everyone else seems to forget;
that being alone does not always equal lonely--
and that sometimes no company is the best company there is. 
To the girl who does not speak up in class: 
I was once you. 
You are not deficient, I promise, despite everyone telling you otherwise. 
You might be the only one who will ever know the universes 
tucked inside your head, 
because they are beautiful secrets you cannot bring yourself to share,
for fear that they might be vandalized. 
When you speak,
:iconsylveda:sylveda 147 86
We have all the time in the world...
Except not really, do we?
We have less than a year
Less than a breath
Less than a thought
And I've been doing a lot of thinking:
Thinking about the future
(which makes my stomach hurt)
Thinking about the present
(which makes my stomach hurt)
Thinking about you
(which makes my stomach--)
Thinking enough to be considered dangerous
Because historically, thoughts and ideas are dangerous
Thoughts lead to ideas lead to words lead to change
And I don't want things to change...
...except that's a lie.
I want things to change.
I want this...this thing
This intangible feeling
This tangible energy
I want it all to blossom into
Something real.
Not just some exhilarating thought
We have less than a year
Less than a breath
Before yesterday, today, tomorrow
Are etched in stone
And my thoughts become memories
I want memories of something wonderful
Something breathless
Something real
I want memories of you
That I don't regret.
:iconjustreese:JustReese 14 11
Adriatic Sea
i gave the ocean my heart
in the hopes that sirens
would wring what was left
of rotting, clogged veins.
upholstered from all i knew -
               hopes and dreams
               and summer kisses,
               promises never kept
               and secrets breathed into the ears
               of effervescent sprites -
i gave it up. all of it.
just so they could devour
the memory of you.
:icona-shadow-rose:A-Shadow-Rose 22 9
The loneliest job in the world
by Tony Hoagland
As soon as you begin to ask the question, Who loves me?
you are completely screwed, because
the next question is How Much?
and then it is hundreds of hours later,
and you are still hunched over
your flowcharts and abacus,
trying to decide if you have gotten enough.
This is the loneliest job in the world:
to be an accountant of the heart.
It is late at night. You are by yourself,
and all around you, you can hear
the sounds of people moving
in and out of love,
pushing the turnstiles, putting
their coins in the slots,
paying the price which is asked,
which constantly changes.
No one knows why.
:iconalwaysraincheck:AlwaysRainCheck 8 18
You send me
bits and pieces of your world
in too bright postcard pictures
with no return address
A world of plastic cutout landscapes
garish with artificial perfection
and scribbles of hurried platitudes
I wish you would come home
and stop holding who you are 
at arms length 
:iconthe-story-spinner:The-Story-Spinner 27 17
01. swallow the universe
decay remembers you --
fever breath and ocean-eyed ghosts,
secrets that smoke with poison desire.
we wake only to drink, to devour
the naked voices of dismantled stars.
glass kisses turn into granite lips
and pillars of salt; a haunted embrace
melts into the cracks of the universe.
:iconstyleoversubstance:StyleOverSubstance 10 63
Six Words for the Suffering
Pain ends, but you must not.
:iconwordofchen:WordOfChen 1,379 395
On Sharing Your Light
Trim the wick
turn down
the flame
your oil
:iconcattservant:cattservant 13 11
artists and love and some form of forever
i. don’t let an artist fall in love
with you if you can’t bear the shape
of your own mouth or the lines and
curves of your body or if you cant
stand to have foggy moments translated into
some short lasting form of sense
they will take all the beautiful
(and broken) pieces of you and
make you into something only they
can understand
ii. don’t fall in love with an artist
unless you’re a blank canvas because
they will paint upon the dark spots and
write in the empty spaces of you even without
meaning to because their hands are dirty
with paint smears and ink blots and wishful
but they will not
posses you so much as you
will come to posses them
:iconwinkie77:winkie77 38 18
Midnight graveyard, hush
White magnolia blossom
Crimson heartache sky
Petals of sadness
Midnight misery unfolds
:icond-a-skelly:D-A-Skelly 24 14
We are such stuff as dreams are made of.
A feather, floating across a crowded room,
Giving a chance to just... a little.
Dreams of me, dreams of you,
Together in a rainstorm, you told me you missed me
My cheeks grew hot as you reached up to my face...
Shame I was only sleeping.
Sweet dreams are made from candlelight,
A flicker, swift touch, nothing to remember.
"Why can't I dream?" She asked, as if I could hear her.
Touched by her words I whispered;
Because dreams are mere illusions,
Shattered by reality.
I'm not sleeping, now.
:iconxxflamefrost101xx:XxFlameFrost101xX 7 14
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The Annual Daily Deviation Suggestion Drive!

:pencil: It's happening this month, and there are FABULOUS PRIZES!
:pencil: Stand up and be counted — suggest MOAR LITERATURE!
:pencil: Go to DDSuggestionDrive to read all about how it works!

My-Soul-Bleeds-Ink's Spread The Love Contest!

:heart: It's on, but it's ending TOMORROW, Sunday, February 7th!
:heart: Go HERE to read about how to enter!

Copper's Community Contest!

:community: I am hosting a contest this month, celebrating COMMUNITY!
:community: I will accept ALL ART MEDIA. This includes literature, folks!
:community: Submit in a :note: by 11:59PM EST, February 29th.
:community: Enter as many times as you wish!
:community: First prize: a custom, handcrafted jewelry set worth $75!
:community: Second prize: a $15 gift certificate!

Copper's Community Contest!Copper's Community Contest
:bulletgreen:Create art celebrating the concept of community, however you define it, and whatever it means to you personally.
:bulletgreen:This contest will run until Monday, February 29th (that's right; it's leap year, folks) at 11:59PM EST.
:bulletgreen:Enter as many times as you wish, solo, or as part of a collaboration.
:bulletgreen:The winner will be announced by the Ides of March (March 15th).
:bulletgreen:The prize is a custom-made handcrafted jewelry set from me, design to be chosen by the winner, worth $75. Please see my gallery at OohShinyJewelry.
:bulletgreen:Second prize is a $15 card, generously donated by LiliWrites.
:bulletgreen:Other submissions that I find are of especial merit (i.e., I had a hard time deciding) will be awarded a digital package consisting of an Icon Avatar, ID Image, and Literature Author Tag. This prize will be to the specifications of the winner, and can be gifted to another dev

ProjectDFC's February Forms Fiesta Challenge!

Writing emoticon Feel like really pushing your boundaries as a poet, while exploring new poetic fixed forms? Go HERE!

Prose-ject's Flash Lit February Challenge!

Death Note Emoticon ver.2 What ProjectDFC does for poetry, THIS is designed to do for flash-lit!

Crowns-of-Sonnets' February Sonnet Challenge!

Crown Emoji This is a CRAZY challenge for those of you up to it...

Changes in the Literature Community Volunteer Group!

:community: Our beloved HugQueen has stepped down, hung up her heart, and likely heaved a sigh of relief; go send her thanks!
:community: kiwi-damnation, after years of coming up with truly devious challenges, has applied for the position of CV! :squee:

Some Prompts for February!

:rose: I never DID get around to writing prompts for January… I was busy trying to save the world from a troll!:shaketroll: 
:rose: For February, let's have some one-word prompts, and a few quotes… submit your entries to the "Theme of the Month" folder!
:rose: Please mention the prompt in your comments.
:rose: I'll feature all of it at the beginning of next month!

One-Word Prompts

1. Scintilla: A spark, or very small thing.
2. Evanescent: Vanishing quickly, ephemeral.
3. Mellifluous: Sweet-sounding.
4. Amaranth: An imaginary flower that never fades.
5. Apricity: The warmth of the sun in winter.
6. Bumbledom: Official pomposity and stupidity.
7. Grandiloquence: A lofty, extravagantly colorful, pompous, or bombastic style, especially in language.
8. Inglenook: A cozy nook by the hearth.
9. Psithurism: The sound of the wind, rustling through the trees.
10. Pyrrhic: Success, with heavy losses.

Quote Prompts

Candle  “Heroes didn't leap tall buildings or stop bullets with an outstretched hand; they didn't wear boots and capes. They bled, and they bruised, and their superpowers were as simple as listening, or loving. Heroes were ordinary people who knew that even if their own lives were impossibly knotted, they could untangle someone else's. And maybe that one act could lead someone to rescue you right back.” 
― Jodi Picoult, Second Glance

Candle “What should young people do with their lives today? Many things, obviously. But the most daring thing is to create stable communities in which the terrible disease of loneliness can be cured.” 
― Kurt Vonnegut, Palm Sunday: An Autobiographical Collage

Candle “No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend's or of thine own were: any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bells tolls; it tolls for thee.” 
― John Donne, No man is an island 

Candle “The world is so empty if one thinks only of mountains, rivers & cities; but to know someone who thinks & feels with us, & who, though distant, is close to us in spirit, this makes the earth for us an inhabited garden.” 
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Candle “I know there is strength in the differences between us. I know there is comfort, where we overlap.” 
― Ani DiFranco

Candle “If man is to survive, he will have learned to take a delight in the essential differences between men and between cultures. He will learn that differences in ideas and attitudes are a delight, part of life's exciting variety, not something to fear.” 
― Gene Roddenberry

Candle “One of the marvelous things about community is that it enables us to welcome and help people in a way we couldn't as individuals. When we pool our strength and share the work and responsibility, we can welcome many people, even those in deep distress, and perhaps help them find self-confidence and inner healing.”
― Jean Vanier, Community And Growth

Heart-2gif  “I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.” 
― Lisa Kleypas, Blue-Eyed Devil

Heart-2gif “I have a history of making decisions very quickly about men. I have always fallen in love fast and without measuring risks. I have a tendency not only to see the best in everyone, but to assume that everyone is emotionally capable of reaching his highest potential. I have fallen in love more times than I care to count with the highest potential of a man, rather than with the man himself, and I have hung on to the relationship for a long time (sometimes far too long) waiting for the man to ascend to his own greatness. Many times in romance I have been a victim of my own optimism.” 
― Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love 

Heart-2gif “The very essence of romance is uncertainty.” 
― Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest and Other Plays

Heart-2gif “When love is not madness it is not love.” 
― Pedro Calderón de la Barca

Heart-2gif “Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart.” 
― Charles Dickens


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Ahborson Featured By Owner Feb 26, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Howdy I'm looking for a poetry group that's active and functional is anyone alive and posting these days?
StarryFire89 Featured By Owner Feb 28, 2017  Student Writer
You can definitely ask around. We do have some affiliates that are poetry based groups.

I'm active on some days for our group, since I have not heard anything from copper9lives over the past month or so... Let me know if I can be of any assistance to you!

Ahborson Featured By Owner Feb 28, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks I'm really just looking for an active community to join and participate
StarryFire89 Featured By Owner Dec 10, 2016  Student Writer
Hey all!

I am back temporarily through for the weekend before finals week at my new college. 

For those who don't know me, this happens to be my new dA account, but still the same Crazy0ne. The old account that I had got lost in the dark abyss, thus I can't recover it. If you want to get to know me better, send me a message through here or as a note, and I'll try to respond asap.

checkyeschloe Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
when are you doing prompts for December? 
copper9lives Featured By Owner Jan 9, 2016  Professional General Artist
I'm so sorry… I needed to focus on my jewelry business to stay afloat during December! I'm back, and doing my best to clear out my inbox, so I can write some more prompts!

Do you have any prompts you'd like to suggest? :hug:
Crazy0n389 Featured By Owner Dec 6, 2015  Hobbyist Photographer
Thank you for adding me as a contributor, copper9lives ! :) I look forward to working with you alongside the fellow admins here!
copper9lives Featured By Owner Jan 10, 2016  Professional General Artist
copper9lives Featured By Owner Jan 9, 2016  Professional General Artist
Honey, you're a GREAT addition to the team! :hug:
ShadowWorldRed Featured By Owner Dec 6, 2015
Hi! Welcome to the team! :handshake:
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