Current mood:	creative
Current music:	Talis Kimberley, 'Appleby Fair.'
Entry tags:	iron poet, poetry

Iron Poet, Round V.
Welcome to the latest round of Iron Poet, the game where you give me three words and I give you a poem. This is an adaptation of a standard writer's workshop activity, and I do not claim the original concept. I just claim to enjoy doing it.

The rules:

1. You must give me three words. This part isn't optional. Please note that this isn't a game of 'stump Seanan'; I'd be happier if you selected words you actually wanted to see in a poem, rather than trying to be arbitrarily difficult. Groups of two or more words, like 'purple sock' or 'left turn' still count as two or more words.

2. You can choose to give me a poetic style, assuming your words were not sadistic. Naturally trochiac words when you're asking for a sonnet, for example, may get you swatted. I am the final judge of what is or is not a sadistic word.

3. I will not write acrostics, limericks, poems which depend on a visual layout or any style which by definition must be more than a hundred lines in length.

4. Because the selected words are random from my perspective, you cannot request a mood as your poetic form. You can indicate a preference, which I will try to fill, but I make no guarantees.

5. Please put all word groups in original comments, not as replies to someone else's comment. Things tend to thread, and I may miss you if you add your words to someone else's.

Let the games begin!

This round is now CLOSED.