Travel (an acrostic poem)

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The ability to go where you want when you want was so curtailed

Reduced to going to and fro between rooms in your own place

And that was a dream luxury if you lived a studio apartment

Viewing those same four walls every day, day in, day out, hour after hour

Eventually even the strongest of will would start to feel incarcerated

Leaving one to make marks on the wall to mark doing your COVID time

Wisp (an acrostic poem)

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Winding through the dark recesses of my mind

I follow the glimmer of an idea as it floats just out of reach

So I shouldn’t have been surprised when I fell into a mental swamp

Pushing me under the murky surface to drown in the fetid cerebral sludge

Shine (an acrostic poem)

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Stars do their ballet dance

High above her head

It gives her goosebumps

Nighttime performances like this were awe inspiring

Especially as some performers blazed across the stage

Warm (an acrostic poem)

Wanting to feel the heat of her breath

As she whispers in my ear

Raising goosebumps on my arms… You know what?

Maybe I’ll finish this poem later

Wise (an acrostic poem)

Words tumbled from his fingers and pooled upon the page

Irrigating the fertile ground allowing new thoughts to take root

Slowly those ideas grow tall and strong, awaiting harvest

Examining his crop, he began harvesting those who’s time had come and pruning the rest

Red (an acrostic poem)

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Ruddy eyes peering at the monitor without understanding

Everything inside his head was going up in flames

Destroying his rosé wine high

Talk (an acrostic poem)

There were words coming out of his mouth

Although they didn’t really belong to each other

Look, not everyone can pontificate profusely proficiently

Knowing when to stop speaking is

Blue (an acrostic poem)

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Being depressed on a day where light rains down from a robin’s egg sky

Leaves her wanting to curse up and down for feeling blah on such a perfect day

Ultimately, she goes to her safe space, puts on some B.B. King, and curls up in a ball

Enveloped in her azure blanket, she lets loose her own rain

Go (an acrostic poem)

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Get off you backside and conquer your part of  the world

Or not.  Maybe you would rather use your imagination, no matter what just do you

Odin (an acrostic poem)

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Only the Allfather could see all with one eye

Donning his broad hat instead of a crown

It might have made him look simple

Nothing could be further from the truth