Thick (an acrostic poem)

The breadth of her knowledge was tremendous, but

How could she not know something as simple and basic as this?

I approached her, my evidence in hand

Capturing her attention, I began to lay out my arguments

Kept at it even when I realized maybe I had done something stupid

 

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Pressure (an acrostic poem)

Pushing past the limits of her endurance

Rita kept ratcheting up the tension in her muscles

Everything was on the line this time

Success and she was set for life

Slip up and she would be homeless and broken

Urging her body to give her just a little more

Rita growled as she felt her opponent quiver

Everything after that happened so fast she didn’t know how to react

 

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Well (an acrostic poem)

When you keep going back for another long drink

Everything just seems to flow better, but

Look out for that fall; it’s a long way down, but if you do

Lassie will save the day

 

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Glass (an acrostic poem)

Going to shatter expectations

Looking through the possibilities

As if they were bubbles of beer foam

Smashing them back and feeling the hoppy burn

Soon it helped bring things into focus

 

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Futz (an acrostic poem)

Fidgeting with her pen

Until the button stopped clicking

Tilda picked up her papers and started to shuffle them

Zoning out once more to the rhythm of her universe

 

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Lego (an acrostic poem)

Letting her imagination explode

Every brick was a word, and with them, she created a story

Giving life to the brightly colored plastic bits

Opening a new universe of possibility

 

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Quirk (an acrostic poem)

Questioning your definition of reality

Under the influence of questionable substances

It may seem like you are a bit out there

Really, you are just in your own personal zone

Knowing that you youness is what makes you you.

 

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Flood (an acrostic poem)

Floating through the information onslaught

Looking for the answers to her question

Online forums glided by containing flotsam and jetsam of broken ideas

Obliterating her original quest as she drifted along

Didn’t notice three hours had passed, but oh the tales to tell

 

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Oops (an acrostic poem)

Ordinarily, I would make an excuse

Or beg for your pardon

Perhaps even try to compensate you

So to break character I’ll just leave this out there

 

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Howl (an acrostic poem)

Humans can be so complicated

Ordinarily, they make my existence such a pain, but

When I show them my toothy smile they all run away

Lycanthropy can have its advantages

 

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