Slip (an acrostic poem)

Silently her dress swayed as she walked away

Leaving me watching, longing to touch her one more time

Instead I would only have the memories of her silky skin

Perhaps I shouldn’t have told her about my girlfriend

 

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Catastrophe (an acrostic poem)

Clearly the world was balancing on a razor’s edge

Anything could cause it to tumble into oblivion

There was only so much Rich could do about it

Already over half the fleet had been sunk

Submarines, battleships, aircraft carriers, all gone

To think when this war had started out he thought victory would be swift

Realizing that defeat was just one more missile or bomb hit away

Outside he kept his calm though

Perhaps the enemy would miss and he could still save the day

He stared blankly ahead and thought of his victory

Even as his nine year old son called out B4, sinking his destroyer

 

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Adrift (an acrostic poem)

Always looking for the new thing

David believed in the accumulation of experiences

Reality was he was always looking for what he was a “natural” for

It never seemed what he was doing would fit

Frustrating him and forcing him to search ever elsewhere

To never find what he thought he must be born to do

 

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Lacking (an acrostic poem)

Leaving Nashville behind, Gary almost left his guitar there too

As if he was going to use it ever again

Couldn’t believe that no one would take him seriously

Killing his dream of becoming the next rockabilly star

Instead it was back to the same old corporate grind

Needless to say they would regret their ambivalence

God knows he had practiced enough for two whole months to make it big

 

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Guilty (an acrostic poem)

Grace without conditions was what was needed

Unless justice was allowed to prevail

I sat there, the proverbial gavel in my hand

Little did Leslie know I held her fate

Try as hard as I could, I could not acquit

Yelling foul I convicted her of traveling

 

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