In Which I Am A Shamless Starla (@riznphnx) Fangirl

My Dreamer's Thread runs long and all throughout
This world of mine, and currently it weaves
Into a shameless tapestry; I'll shout
For Starla's awesome basket (who believes
These contests can be real, now, anyways?).
The story was great fun for listening,
And playing a small voice part in -- a craze
'Mongst all the cool podcasters, quite the thing.
If fairy tales were e'er your bag, you owe
Yourself a listen, though now you can get
A printed one, or ebook, dont you know?
And hold on to your socks, for you can bet
King Cyrus and his crew will charm them right
Off your two feet (but 'twill be a delight).
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In Which Is Considered Podcrit

Podcasting as an art's still fairly new;
Its rawness and its ease are both part of
Its main appeal for those creators who
Have seen in it potential. Just for love,
We write our tales, record them, then hit send,
Then shake our asses, hoping that someone
Will say they're cute, or at least choose to spend
Some time a-listn'ing and will have some fun.
This we've achieved; community we've found!
And now it's time to ponder our next move.
The kids table's grown crowded, all around.
To join the grown ups, we shall have to prove
We've quality to offer, must demand
More quality at all points on the band.

For @Michbek's Birthday

Michbek, you goddess of the old-time smut,

You Henry-Fielding loving, goofy gal,

Who can but love you, who indeed can but

Adore you and your work, my dear old pal

(I say that for your birthday; naught but tact

Comes from my pen, as oh so well you know!),

Companion through the long nights when I act

As a bitch-goddess puppet. How to show

My true esteem? Your husband's shown a way

So here I am, on his blog and on mine

To wish you hrair returns of this great day,

To wish you cheesecake, chocolate and wine,

And thank you for the entertainment. You

Are quite a wonder, dear girl, through and through!

In Which Humans Are Sometimes Cool: Together We Are Mighty!

There's limits to how cynical I'll be

(Remem'bring, too, its roots, that word's, in stuff

Dog-like and pure and poor and largely free

Of selfishness). Sure, there's reason enough

To think the worst of projects folks put forth,

But then sometimes such thoughts turn inside-out.

Ms. Ballantine reached out in all her warmth,

A chorus rose, first murmurs, now a shout:

"Together we are mighty!" Sonic Boom

And Tee need love, but tangible support

Will help more than your words as vast costs loom,

And they two face a future one Mom short.

Six thousand bucks and change already fills

That coffer, and I trade my sneers for chills.