Inside, the walls were lustrous, as though they were made of metal instead of stone. There was oxidation at the corners where the ice melt seeped through. Torin and Rama simply stood and stared at the blank, spartan space with the quiet, still woman sitting at the far end of the chamber.
Iron oxide, rusty, metallic, taste of red running through my veins. heartbeat, thumping, accelerating, never stopping. Wait! It’s gone! Where has it run off to? There, there, steeled itself with iron barbs. Stop, stop you’re hurting him! wait, you to? Against my chest? It burns, but continue to hold on, we’ll make it through
The skillet. My mother used it all the time. When she passed away I couldn’t explain my attachment to it. I wanted that skillet so badly. More than the quilts or the antiques or even the house. I wanted the skillet.
It was no where to be found. Gone. I couldn’t understand it. Where had it gone?
Brooke Farmer
Cinder, smoke, iron.
When you think about it, it all comes back to iron.
Music–it’s in all of us–it’s in me most of all.
I wonder, is there anyone who doesn’t know what music is?
Iron is strong. People are strong, on the outside.
I’m not.
I’m not on the inside either.
Iron holds fast. Who’s holding fast to me?
Music is. Love is. I’m holding fast to him.
A part of metal, a hard, shiney thing that you can melt to become a shape or forme.
Kaite
Iron mining was the only profession Joseph knew how to do. It was immensely hard and dirty work but for some reason he got satisfaction out of it. Everyday when he descended into the mines he knew he was helping support his dear Mary Jane and little Byron.
“It seems to be a ferrous alloy of some sort…”
“What?”
“It has Iron in it”
“Then why didn’t you just say that, why did you say ‘hmmm… myes Watson, it seems to be some sort of fairess alloy, mhm.”
“Because then I wouldn’t have been able to impress you with my knowledge of basic high school chemistry…”
“Yeah, I’m really impressed.”
what happens when your shirt is wrinkled and you don’t know how to use an iron? what can you do if you don’t own an iron? how do you iron pants? isn’t it annoying when you iron a shirt and you cant get the armpit flat? when should you learn how to iron? who teaches housewives to iron?
melissa
he loooked up. he could see the blade in front of him, hovering, waiting for him to give in. he tried scrambling to his feet, only to be pushed down again
“Can’t give up, can you?”
Rita
iron
i like iron
iron and wine
posion and wine
that’s a civil wars song
they’re pretty good.
kinda country
but folky too
i thought joy williams was married.
guess not.
she’s beautiful though
and they should totally get together.
now im thinking about passin afternoon by iron and wine
such a sad song
shelby
Ironing the sheets, he stopped and thought about his life back in the army. It didn’t seem much different, long repetitive drills, going through the motions. Here he was just on 5 years later, back into civilian life – wife, kids. Yet part of him yearned for a simpler time without thoughts on the mortgage or credit card payments.
iron is a metal. it has many characteristics. it can be found in oatmeal, and it can be found at the gym, even on the periodic table. this is iron.
maddie
its a type of metal, alot of things are made out of it. people use it in everyday life and it is used to support buildings. its an important mineral found in the earth. theres a golf club called ‘iron’. it has 4 letters.
InsaneAngel13
That iron look on his face was like a fierce knife scarping against my skin.
Zaira
Iron is usually gray, but you can use it to make steel, which is silver,and really strong to make roller coasters and architectural feats
Travis
Iron is really an awesome thing. It’s beautiful and when the unicorns come to Japan people start using it as a musical comedy instead of its initial purpose. If I had only one thing to say about it, I would say that : Pop-corn is fabulous.
kouray
A metal that is used in many things. A hard substance that can not be broke easily. We all need iron to grow.
Zaira
Iron is such a strange thing. People always think that iron is so strong and sustainable. But iron can be melted down and broken down and made from one thing to another. Why do people say as strong as iron? Iron can be changed. Iron can be changed, definitely. Why is iron such a big deal?
Sophie Kopf
There was an iron fence at the end of the drive. We had no idea how to get over it. Jed said he could jump it. We know he couldn’t. He tried anyway.
The rest was history. If Jed hadn’t tried to jump that fence, things would have been so much different.
Kelley422
ironing reminds me of 1950s housewives. Irons are heavy. Iron is what makes blood taste like it does. People who are iron deficient should eat more red meats. I have a friend who is iron deficient and he is always tired.
bANnaa
iron woman of strength cannot be beat. love is a heart of steel and that is the element that “steals” your heart away from his so protect it. Fe i am an element make me strong weakling. I speak in circles
Barbie
sometimes fish swim backwwarfds nick and nathan have a picture imitating summer and nicole kind of naked in a bathroom with a blue headband involved. my favortie ice cream is cake batter w
Katie Johnson
ive never had an ironing board. but i guess iron is pretty important in my life since im a chem minor and iron is what? Fe? it has like 3 types i believe… or maybe 2? that react differently with nonmetals? i kind of enjoy chemistry now. since ive met patrick. he helps me a lot. and he might be the love of my life? thats probably the reason im freaking out so much over him. i can’t afford to fall in love and then lose him. i think i love him?
PM
I always used to watch my mother iron our button-shirts from school. She would sing as she pressed the hot metal plate against the wrinkles. In all honesty, she was an awful singer. She couldn’t carry a tune, but I would always sit by her and smell the crispness of my newly pressed shirt.
Laura
Strong, and stern. Held tough without reserve. The pee of a redheaded child, the Roman beginning of Iron and Steel in which they thought the pee of a redheaded boy caused the transformation between the two metals. Thats it.
Nyssa Clark
iron have an ipad and iwant an iphone. iwill have an ipod. I could go for an icee.
irony. Im not feeling very ironic. I need iron. My blood is thin. I’m pasty and white and oh so sleepy in the winter. I wish i could live in a cave made of iron. Nothing hurts you there. Not saddness, not depravity, not cruelty nothing.
Lisa
The iron will always cut you the real deal. A very deep quote by Henry Rollins plays a large part in my life. The gym is somewhere I can always go to relieve stress, this isn’t a poem, I guess in a weird way this is like a once a day journal. Keeps me writing for one minute about whatever the word brings to my mind. Didn’t go to the gym today but tomorrow will be glorious.
I was always better at ironing shirts than my mother, even though she took time while ironing, I speed ironed…and always had pressed shirts because my parents made me..
kristina
The deep smell of molten metal and the clanging sound of bells rang throughout the shop as the smelter was poured into the slab machine. Men shouted their communications, heard in bits and vital pieces of information were passed pellmell back and forth. However, the communication was not terribly necessary as the men had been doing their hot and dirty work for years together.
Laura
theres tons of these in my golf bag gathering dust in the garage. its been so long i feel like i would seriously injure someone if i tried to swing one. hopefully the dust will allow for some spider webs and maybe some new life can come from what i have consistently ignored. cuz hey, spiders are our friends
Things are cold; snow is cold, winter is cold. Iron is cold, like the iron in your eyes.
The steely indifference that I’ve grown so used to, the cold, iron in your stare that leaves me breathless in a terrifying kind of way.
I miss when there was honey in your eyes, your eyes that were warm like velvet. Not the cold iron that meets my gaze when I long to see something else.
Yes, iron is cold.
Gabby
Table, burning heat, pain, steam. The crisp of a nice white shirt being ironed on the table. Starch. Iron. Melting. Metals. Heat, fire, lava. Metal steel. Mask. Iron. Buildings and the screechings sounds.
Jal
Iron. It is strong and solid. Secure. I crave security in my life. Something solid I can hold on to in the midst of trouble. Something I can always count on. Everything else has let me down in my life. I don’t like to let go. At all.
Sarah Skittles
the iron of a man is hardly judged by his actions, Rather, in truth that edifies and supplements all of our beliefs, the iron of a man is in his will. When, with the will, man killed his will, he proved weak iron. when he has no will, he has no iron whatsoever. when, once regenerated, he is given his will, his iron is tested and grown and perfected as none other than a divine being could grant.
john calvin
My mom used to iron. She didn’t do it real often, but I remember watching her and thinking, “I will never be that brave.” Most people don’t associate bravery with ironing. I was afraid of being burned. Mom wasn’t afraid. She would iron real close to her fingers sometimes, especially with pleats. But she was never scared.
Anna Schuett
Oooww!! What the – iron piercing my leg – an arrowhead – monkeywrench – monkeywrenching little kobolds – is this a poison looping through my thoughts? – the cleric had better know what to do with this, or I’m in some deep – is everyone bubbling? Why? – must’ve nicked an artery, bad iron, bad –
Inside, the walls were lustrous, as though they were made of metal instead of stone. There was oxidation at the corners where the ice melt seeped through. Torin and Rama simply stood and stared at the blank, spartan space with the quiet, still woman sitting at the far end of the chamber.
Iron oxide, rusty, metallic, taste of red running through my veins. heartbeat, thumping, accelerating, never stopping. Wait! It’s gone! Where has it run off to? There, there, steeled itself with iron barbs. Stop, stop you’re hurting him! wait, you to? Against my chest? It burns, but continue to hold on, we’ll make it through
The skillet. My mother used it all the time. When she passed away I couldn’t explain my attachment to it. I wanted that skillet so badly. More than the quilts or the antiques or even the house. I wanted the skillet.
It was no where to be found. Gone. I couldn’t understand it. Where had it gone?
Cinder, smoke, iron.
When you think about it, it all comes back to iron.
Music–it’s in all of us–it’s in me most of all.
I wonder, is there anyone who doesn’t know what music is?
Iron is strong. People are strong, on the outside.
I’m not.
I’m not on the inside either.
Iron holds fast. Who’s holding fast to me?
Music is. Love is. I’m holding fast to him.
iron is a metal that serves many purposes. it can be found in the gym. in oatmeal. on the periodic table. it is beautiful, it is strong. unbreakable.
A part of metal, a hard, shiney thing that you can melt to become a shape or forme.
Iron mining was the only profession Joseph knew how to do. It was immensely hard and dirty work but for some reason he got satisfaction out of it. Everyday when he descended into the mines he knew he was helping support his dear Mary Jane and little Byron.
Was it a 9 Iron that got Tiger?
Feh.
Actually, “Fe” is more accurate… But “Feh” is more ironic.
“It seems to be a ferrous alloy of some sort…”
“What?”
“It has Iron in it”
“Then why didn’t you just say that, why did you say ‘hmmm… myes Watson, it seems to be some sort of fairess alloy, mhm.”
“Because then I wouldn’t have been able to impress you with my knowledge of basic high school chemistry…”
“Yeah, I’m really impressed.”
what happens when your shirt is wrinkled and you don’t know how to use an iron? what can you do if you don’t own an iron? how do you iron pants? isn’t it annoying when you iron a shirt and you cant get the armpit flat? when should you learn how to iron? who teaches housewives to iron?
he loooked up. he could see the blade in front of him, hovering, waiting for him to give in. he tried scrambling to his feet, only to be pushed down again
“Can’t give up, can you?”
iron
i like iron
iron and wine
posion and wine
that’s a civil wars song
they’re pretty good.
kinda country
but folky too
i thought joy williams was married.
guess not.
she’s beautiful though
and they should totally get together.
now im thinking about passin afternoon by iron and wine
such a sad song
Ironing the sheets, he stopped and thought about his life back in the army. It didn’t seem much different, long repetitive drills, going through the motions. Here he was just on 5 years later, back into civilian life – wife, kids. Yet part of him yearned for a simpler time without thoughts on the mortgage or credit card payments.
iron is a metal. it has many characteristics. it can be found in oatmeal, and it can be found at the gym, even on the periodic table. this is iron.
its a type of metal, alot of things are made out of it. people use it in everyday life and it is used to support buildings. its an important mineral found in the earth. theres a golf club called ‘iron’. it has 4 letters.
That iron look on his face was like a fierce knife scarping against my skin.
Iron is usually gray, but you can use it to make steel, which is silver,and really strong to make roller coasters and architectural feats
Iron is really an awesome thing. It’s beautiful and when the unicorns come to Japan people start using it as a musical comedy instead of its initial purpose. If I had only one thing to say about it, I would say that : Pop-corn is fabulous.
A metal that is used in many things. A hard substance that can not be broke easily. We all need iron to grow.
Iron is such a strange thing. People always think that iron is so strong and sustainable. But iron can be melted down and broken down and made from one thing to another. Why do people say as strong as iron? Iron can be changed. Iron can be changed, definitely. Why is iron such a big deal?
There was an iron fence at the end of the drive. We had no idea how to get over it. Jed said he could jump it. We know he couldn’t. He tried anyway.
The rest was history. If Jed hadn’t tried to jump that fence, things would have been so much different.
ironing reminds me of 1950s housewives. Irons are heavy. Iron is what makes blood taste like it does. People who are iron deficient should eat more red meats. I have a friend who is iron deficient and he is always tired.
iron woman of strength cannot be beat. love is a heart of steel and that is the element that “steals” your heart away from his so protect it. Fe i am an element make me strong weakling. I speak in circles
sometimes fish swim backwwarfds nick and nathan have a picture imitating summer and nicole kind of naked in a bathroom with a blue headband involved. my favortie ice cream is cake batter w
ive never had an ironing board. but i guess iron is pretty important in my life since im a chem minor and iron is what? Fe? it has like 3 types i believe… or maybe 2? that react differently with nonmetals? i kind of enjoy chemistry now. since ive met patrick. he helps me a lot. and he might be the love of my life? thats probably the reason im freaking out so much over him. i can’t afford to fall in love and then lose him. i think i love him?
I always used to watch my mother iron our button-shirts from school. She would sing as she pressed the hot metal plate against the wrinkles. In all honesty, she was an awful singer. She couldn’t carry a tune, but I would always sit by her and smell the crispness of my newly pressed shirt.
Strong, and stern. Held tough without reserve. The pee of a redheaded child, the Roman beginning of Iron and Steel in which they thought the pee of a redheaded boy caused the transformation between the two metals. Thats it.
iron have an ipad and iwant an iphone. iwill have an ipod. I could go for an icee.
irony. Im not feeling very ironic. I need iron. My blood is thin. I’m pasty and white and oh so sleepy in the winter. I wish i could live in a cave made of iron. Nothing hurts you there. Not saddness, not depravity, not cruelty nothing.
The iron will always cut you the real deal. A very deep quote by Henry Rollins plays a large part in my life. The gym is somewhere I can always go to relieve stress, this isn’t a poem, I guess in a weird way this is like a once a day journal. Keeps me writing for one minute about whatever the word brings to my mind. Didn’t go to the gym today but tomorrow will be glorious.
I was always better at ironing shirts than my mother, even though she took time while ironing, I speed ironed…and always had pressed shirts because my parents made me..
The deep smell of molten metal and the clanging sound of bells rang throughout the shop as the smelter was poured into the slab machine. Men shouted their communications, heard in bits and vital pieces of information were passed pellmell back and forth. However, the communication was not terribly necessary as the men had been doing their hot and dirty work for years together.
theres tons of these in my golf bag gathering dust in the garage. its been so long i feel like i would seriously injure someone if i tried to swing one. hopefully the dust will allow for some spider webs and maybe some new life can come from what i have consistently ignored. cuz hey, spiders are our friends
Things are cold; snow is cold, winter is cold. Iron is cold, like the iron in your eyes.
The steely indifference that I’ve grown so used to, the cold, iron in your stare that leaves me breathless in a terrifying kind of way.
I miss when there was honey in your eyes, your eyes that were warm like velvet. Not the cold iron that meets my gaze when I long to see something else.
Yes, iron is cold.
Table, burning heat, pain, steam. The crisp of a nice white shirt being ironed on the table. Starch. Iron. Melting. Metals. Heat, fire, lava. Metal steel. Mask. Iron. Buildings and the screechings sounds.
Iron. It is strong and solid. Secure. I crave security in my life. Something solid I can hold on to in the midst of trouble. Something I can always count on. Everything else has let me down in my life. I don’t like to let go. At all.
the iron of a man is hardly judged by his actions, Rather, in truth that edifies and supplements all of our beliefs, the iron of a man is in his will. When, with the will, man killed his will, he proved weak iron. when he has no will, he has no iron whatsoever. when, once regenerated, he is given his will, his iron is tested and grown and perfected as none other than a divine being could grant.
My mom used to iron. She didn’t do it real often, but I remember watching her and thinking, “I will never be that brave.” Most people don’t associate bravery with ironing. I was afraid of being burned. Mom wasn’t afraid. She would iron real close to her fingers sometimes, especially with pleats. But she was never scared.
Oooww!! What the – iron piercing my leg – an arrowhead – monkeywrench – monkeywrenching little kobolds – is this a poison looping through my thoughts? – the cleric had better know what to do with this, or I’m in some deep – is everyone bubbling? Why? – must’ve nicked an artery, bad iron, bad –