Destiny called my name
I decided to respond
Reality laughed at the connection
Even as my life flashed before my eyes
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Monthly Archives: October 2017
Pumpkin (an acrostic poem)
Pushing his horse to go faster, Jon peered through the fog
Under the full moon, the fog formed a concealing haze
Muttering under his breath, Jon was forced to slow down
Pelting his head on a branch wouldn’t be much better than getting caught
Killed was killed, no matter which way his head crumbled
It began to clear and Jon could see the old school house. He was almost home
Nathan found Jon’s remains mingled with those of an orange squash on the school’s wall
Foibles (an acrostic poem)
Feeling her way through the darkness
Olivia could feel her pulse quickening
If these walls could talk, they would be screaming murder right now
But silence was the only thing that was echoing in her ears
Losing herself here would not be a good idea with Justin chasing her
Even though Olivia really wanted to be caught
She shifted the grip on her chef’s knife and purposely made a noise
Immature (an acrostic poem)
I didn’t want to have to tell you this
Many times the words would rise up into my mouth
Maybe I should have said them, but instead I swallowed them back down
Allowing you to have your little temper tantrum
Too bad you never got it out of your system
Understand I have limits to my patience
Really I should have handled it better
Especially after I stuck my tongue out at you! 😛
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Global Warming (an acrostic poem)
Glacial movement on a worldwide scale
Letting loose fears and hatred
Obliterating the facts on local perceptions
Blaming anyone and everyone else
All should look at it objectively
Listening to the data presented
We instead focus on the economic finger pointing
Alarms of false science on the scale used against Darwin
Relying on beliefs that stand upon sandy shores
Much of that sand being eroded away by the rising waters
Isolating those beliefs on a shrinking island
Now is the time to work on the problem
Giving our future a chance
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Spent (an acrostic poem)
Still the enemy poured out of the hills, a river without any end
Percy looked at Harry. “What are we to do now?” he asked
Everything they had tried was to no avail. All seemed a loss
Now the real final battle was forced on the ragtag leftovers
To that end Harry screamed, pointed his wand, and ran towards destiny
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Hostage (an acrostic poem)
He always was so nice after they fought
Only that was the only time he really was
Still she stayed with him
They had been together for so many years
And besides, he always said he was sorry
Going into the emergency room, she had a smile on her face
Everything would be okay
Vodka (an acrostic poem)
Visions danced in his glass as Frank swirled the viscous liquid
Observing his future, he pounded the fluid back
Daring the fire cascading down his throat to burn away what he saw
Kissing reality goodbye, this time he just grabbed the bottle
All would be better if he couldn’t think anymore
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Parry (an acrostic poem)
Pushing around the deckchairs
Actively seeking the avoidance of responsibility
Reaching into the bag of tricks for something distracting
Running interference on reality
Yet reality knows she owns me
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Hostile (an acrostic poem)
Hacking the electronic lock was Pascal’s job, and it should have been easy
Oscar pointed his gun down the hallway and let loose a short burst
“Still can’t open it?” he yelled as he pulled back around the corner
“Too much going on,” she grunted as she tried again
Instead of responding to her, Oscar jumped back into the hallway
Letting have her a few more moments
Even as his body fell to the floor and the door finally opened
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