Don’t tell me it won’t kill me
Really you don’t know what I’ve gone through
And because of that, only I can make that decision
Maybe for you it is no big deal
As for me, eating eggs are a line I will not cross
Author Archives: Michael
Structure (an acrostic poem)
Steel girders littered the broken skyline
That the wind howled through
Reaching for her shotgun, Lily watched for the Others
Until she was locked away in her hidey-hole
Couldn’t be too careful ever since the Others had landed
The war for Earth had been devastating to both sides until the Truce
Under that, no new Other could come planetside
Relying on those already here to finish the job without destroying what was left of the planet
Except now no one knew who was winning anymore
Weight (an acrostic poem)
What seemed so light moments before threatened to pull her down into the depths of despair
Every time it happened it took so much strength to try to pick up the pieces and try to move on
It was no use. She broke.
Giving way to the gravity of it all, she sunk to the floor
Her eyes teared up, the heavy drops of water falling
They were children!
Quest (an acrostic poem)
Quitting the task had never crossed his mind
Unless you counted when he woke up, most of the time during the day, and just before sleeping
Every moment he thought about stopping he somehow found the will to finish it
So when that music in his head announced he was finally done, he let out a sigh of relief
That was short-lived since he realized all he had been doing was just a side…
Creature (an acrostic poem)
Capricious thoughts scatter across his mental landscape
Reason and emotion decorate his headspace with the creative and the banal
Everything coalescing into a morass of possibilities and probabilities
A prime candidate for the existence of a higher purpose
That life is not just reacting to environmental stimuli and hormones
Unless it concerned her smirk
Reducing everything to its most primal place
Especially as she purred, kneading him, keeping him awake
Caged (an acrostic poem)
Closed off and hurting, licking his wounds
As guards paraded around the bars like small moons orbiting him
Gideon smiled, wiping away the blood from his nose
Everyone thought he was doomed to die at sunrise
Didn’t understand he needed to be close, that he allowed himself to be captured… Their screams started
Emotion (an acrostic poem)
Empathy was not something that came naturally
Math and logic were more comfortable
Only right now it wasn’t an option
The fact that she was crying
It meant there was a problem to solve
Only there was nothing that could be done at the moment
Now if the programmer could update my algorithm, maybe that would help
Tape (an acrostic poem)
They were trying to patch things together
And their therapist gave them an exercise to try
Perhaps they shouldn’t have taken it literally
Eventually the EMT was able to unwrap them from all the duct …
Soul (an acrostic poem)
Sold that ratty old thing on the black market
Of course they didn’t realize what they were getting
Until they took possession. Buyers beware.
Leaving my red haired head, cracked halo, and broken black wings one PlayStation 5 richer.
Ration (an acrostic poem)
Reaching into the sack, he handed his daughter a small potato
And her look of disappointment hurt his heart so much
That was the best he could do, at least she would have something in her tummy tonight
If he could do more, he would
Only if he gave her more now, she would go without later that week
Now to bully his hunger into being quiet until he got her to bed
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