I want to go in the hot tub tonight ( Read more... )

Missing you again ( Read more... )

Iron poet requests from over on Facebook.

Disclaimer:  If you think I'm writing these about you, you're almost certainly wrong.  I write about anything and anyone, in first, second, and third person.  My preoccupations are not something I care to explain, very often.

Further Disclaimer: Livejournal hates my formatting.  I don't know what these are ( Read more... )

There is ink all over my skin today ( Read more... )

Iron Poet entries from the round held on facebook earlier today.

A note about process:  I don't usually have names attached to the words when I'm writing the poems.  As such, it's not uncommon for the poem I wind up with to be about or directed at someone the requester has never met.  As such, please use reasonable common sense in their ( Read more... )

You never meet a person right away ( Read more... )

Three poems from the past week.

( We cut because we care... )

We cut because we care; also because
this post is long enough to be a chapbook in its own right. Give me
a convention followed by eight hours in a car, and I do silly things
like write my con report in the form of a crown of sonnets. Next
time I'm sticking with a sestina. It's less work. Poems are
presented in approximately the order they were written. ( Read more... )

Requester: Adam ( Read more... )

Requester: oh_gao 
Words: Sock, jello, guitar
Title: Sock-Footed Queen

A laughing beauty on the steps of the library,
She grins and rises on one sock foot,
the other shoe scraping loud on concrete
But not as loud as her laugh.

I hold the car door as she gets in,
A grinning chaufer to her grace, the jello-shot princess.
She offers me one, a plastic cup filled with ( Read more... )