Salty (an acrostic poem)

Spewing swearwords at his partner

A lively discussion deteriorated into a verbal brawl

Leaving their relationship listless on the brackish waters of their tears

To think how fast something so spicy had lost all flavor

Yet it now left a sour taste in his mouth

 

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Temp (an acrostic poem)

The new girl was the bomb when it came to running the office

Everyone realized that she was a keeper from day one

Management asked the placement agency to make her permanent

People at the agency were confused.  They hadn’t sent anybody over.

 

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Clean Up (an acrostic poem)

Confounded by all the dirt and grime

Leon threw down his mop and sunk to the floor

Eleven hours from now his mother would be visiting

And everything will be scrutinized for perfection

Now he knew that perfection wasn’t going to happen

 

Ursula swept into the apartment, but all she did was give Leon a hug

Pushing aside the dirt and grime of his worries and making his smile sparkle

 

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Knot (an acrostic poem)

Keeping with tradition, they booked the ceremony in a church

Neither of them was tied to any particular religion

Orthodox seemed as good of a place for gathering as any other

The ceremony ended up being disappointing, but they tied one on for the ages

 

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Costly (an acrostic poem)

Casualty numbers kept trickling in

Obscuring the greatness of the victory

Still, Vincent had to admit he’d lost over a quarter of his troops

They sold their lives dearly though

Littering the fertile fields with their enemy’s dead

Years later the soil still held the scent of their sacrificial blood

 

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Thread (an acrostic poem)

Twisting herself into knots

Heather tried to bind her feelings

Reasoning while her life was unraveling

Enabled her to look at the patterns emerging

And stitch something together that was quite beautiful out of tragedy

Daring someone else to make it through the eye of her needle

 

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Plus (an acrostic poem)

Perks are the sprinkles on the sundae known as life

Little things that add to the overall experience

Undertake your own quest to find these nuggets

So when it is time to leave you can say you lived large

 

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