Sound out as melodious as a bluebird
If not, caw forth like a blue jay
No one will notice if the radio is loud enough
Going down the road on your journey
Sing (an acrostic poem)
Crispy (an acrostic poem)
Crunching on this piece of Nashville hot fried chicken
Relishing in the heat and texture dancing in my mouth
It is a spiritual experience to be sure
So much noise and so much spice
Perhaps I should have gotten that milkshake after all
Yeppers, as my mouth begins to erupt, yes, I should have
Rail (an acrostic poem)
Reaching from one horizon to the other
A pair of dull gray arms hug the hard-compacted earth underneath
Iron spikes cement the bond of their timeless relationship
Lasting valentine to the age of steam
Menu (an acrostic poem)
Maybe tonight I’ll just order one of everything.
Everything? You haven’t even looked at what’s being served tonight.
Not going to worry. I trust the chef implicitly .
Uncle Maximilian, you’re the best!
Tag (an acrostic poem)
That time when you were it, yeah remember that time?
All you wanted to do was not be it!
Give your left arm to be it now, wouldn’t you.
Head (an acrostic poem)
He danced along his mental landscape
Enjoying the infinite possibilities inside his mind
Allowing his imagination to go wild
Determined to escape the reality his meat brain was stuck in
List (an acrostic poem)
Looking at everything that needs to be done
It gets to be so overwhelming
So you want to just make all the items disappear
That means it’s time to burn the…
Trail (an acrostic poem)
The path through the trees split around one prominent trunk
Reaching that point, I paused and thought which side should I take
At a quick glance both seemed pretty well traveled
It left me a bit sad since I wanted to follow Frost’s advice
Leaving me but one choice. I climbed the tree and my perspective was never the same again.
Tool (an acrostic poem)
The hammer felt so good in his calloused hand
Only that didn’t seem enough for this task
Opening up the metal box he reached in and pulled out a larger hammer
Looking at his source of frustration he grinned and went to work “fixing it”
Crumbs (an acrostic poem)
Can’t get a seat at the table?
Relegated to looking on, waiting for something to hit the floor?
Under foot and unnoticed?
Maybe this year is when you stand up and demand a seat.
Become a partner with those who should be your peers.
So stop settling for mere…
