Night (an acrostic poem)

Now as the sunlight faded, her primal emotions rose up within

Instincts kicked in, sending her towards home

Going as fast as she could while the nocturnal awoke around her

Hoots and howls, coupled with leaves rustling from passing animals

To think, this wasn’t a forest but Brooklyn

Myth (an acrostic poem)

Meanings can get mushy when push comes to shove

Yet belief is a beacon of light in those murky times

That is why I hold on to the notion of common sense still

Hoping it has not gone the way of dragons and unicorns

Quiz (an acrostic poem)

Quinton stared at the hieroglyphics written in front of him

Until a few seconds ago, he was sure he could read them, but now…

It was the kind of thing that drove his anxiety through the roof

Zero answers forthcoming, he handed his in and left

Trust Me (an acrostic poem)

Testing the ice, Margo tapped the surface while holding onto the rail

Realizing imminent doom was not forthcoming she took a small step

Utilizing her amazing reflexes, she managed not to hit her head as she flipped

Steve stifled a laugh till he asked if she was okay as he reached out to help

Taking his hand, she pulled him down next to her.  Margo preferred ice sitting

 

Making a show of it, Steve stood back up and held out his hand

Even though she wanted to pull him again, Margo didn’t.  She was rewarded with a kiss

Lazy (an acrostic poem)

Looking at the pile of papers on his desk, Tim just gave a shrug

As much as he wanted to get them graded, he wanted to not grade them even more

Zany as it sounded, this made Time pretty happy

Yet he realized he was going to repeat this exercise next week

Fall (an acrostic poem)

Foliage heralds a time of transition

As geese chase the fleeing sun

Leaving the darkness to slowly begin its march

Letting the cold begin to have a foothold

Junk (an acrostic poem)

Just as Ferris was about to throw his Captain Crunch decoder ring away

Uncle Mike swooped in and saved it from a million year sentence at the local dump

Now Mike could add it to his vast and comprehensive collection of cereal mementoes

Killing any chance at that second marriage Mike always wanted

Free (an acrostic poem)

Fences stretched to the horizon

Reinforcing the idea of being confined

Eunice focused on the eagle gliding high above

Envisioning herself soaring, the fences just a memory down below

Lost (an acrostic poem)

Lifting the casket was the hardest thing Darryl had ever done

Outside he didn’t show the strain he was feeling

Still in disbelief and not knowing how life was going to go on

The thought of this was the last time he was going to carry his little girl…

Past (an acrostic poem)

Putting things in perspective

As you give up on changing it

Still it haunts you if you let it

Till you decide to live in the now