Blah (an acrostic poem)

But the plot will come if you just type words.  You just have to believe.

Like that would really happen.  He laughed bitterly.

All it meant was the letter vomit on the page might be some sort of Rorschach story form.

He closed the document and went to bed.  He had seen enough.

 

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Orbit (an acrostic poem)

Oscillating around her, trapped in her emotional gravitational field

Rotating in and out of her sunny disposition

Bob felt like their relationship was becoming too predictable

It changed and became chaotic and way more complicated

The moment a third body entered the picture

 

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Fossil (an acrostic poem)

Feeling ancient, well beyond his years

Oliver groaned, stretched, and popped a few vertebrae back in place

So many stairs to climb to get to his bed made him shake his head

So heavy limbs, like they were made of stone

It made him want to just lay down here for all of eternity

Laughing, he thought he now knew how the dinosaurs felt

 

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Trial (an acrostic poem)

Tribulations were the least of Lydia’s worries

Racing against the end of days was a real thing

If she was successful, everyone would survive

And if she failed, well, that really wasn’t an option

Lifting her eyes to seek whatever divine help she could she entered the fray

 

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Element (an acrostic poem)

Earth, air, fire, water

Life was simpler in the past

Everything was created with those four basic substances

Making up everyone’s reality

Except people knew there was something more

Now we have a periodic table filled with of over one hundred building blocks

That is how life goes, Mr. Watson.  Starts off simple then becomes complex.

 

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Penny (an acrostic poem)

Perhaps it is beneath your attention

Every cent counts in the long run, though

Now you might not think too much of your copper buddy

Never picking him up when he’s on the ground

Yet imagine the number of thoughts you didn’t buy because of it

 

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Frank (an acrostic conversation)

For goodness sake, I thought you would be prettier.

Really?  That’s how you want to start our date?

Actually, yes.  I told you I was honest to a fault when we talked on the phone

Now that was truth in advertising.  Refreshing.  Still, you’re a jerk, and I’ll be leaving.

Knew that would happen.  At least I didn’t have to buy your dinner.

 

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