Laugh (an acrostic poem)

 

Letting rip the giggles

As you roll around on the bed

Until your sides hurt, but you continue the tickle war

Gripping these times with your kid while you can

How fast these times will end.

 

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Stack (an acrostic poem)

 

So many things piled on

The weight of carrying it all made her hunch her shoulders and hurt her back

Almost bringing her to her knees with white-hot daggers of pain

Carrying all those troubles may be crippling, but

Keeping them away from her family was her salve

 

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Pout (an acrostic poem)

 

Putting her lip out as far as it could go as the arms cross in front

Observe the slight tremble at the corner of her left eye where a tear threatens

Unless I am mistaken she has perfected the pose

The only question is how long till I capitulate?

 

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Pride (an acrostic poem)

 

Popping his shirt in victory

Regaling his opponent with trash talk

It would make most people sick to their stomach

Doing it to his twelve-year-old son, well that was over the top

Extreme hubris was his specialty, and this was his teaching moment

 

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Smile (an acrostic poem)

So today she said hi to him and it put an unfamiliar happy expression on his face

Many days had passed since she last had talked to him

It had happened when he asked her about going on a date

Leaving him out in the cold and isolated with her refusing to acknowledge his existence

Eventually, it seemed, his daughter could forgive him for being a dad

 

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Awesome (an acrostic poem)

As I step on the pointiest Lego in the history of Lego

Wishing that I had amputated that limb so long ago

Every day I try to make sure the floor is empty, but I miss something

Still, I keep the light off as I work my way out of the room

Or I might wake her up, and that would be horrible

My foot hits another plastic caltrop and all I can scream in my head is

Everything is…..

 

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Me, Myself, and I (an acrostic poem)

Managing her many different roles

Eve wondered who she was at times

 

Maybe that’s why she was elbows deep in bows

Yearning for a hot toddy and hot daddy who wrapped her up

She could get behind the role of seductress right now, but…

Eve pulled out more tape, folded, attached

Looking at her handiwork she sighed

Fricked it up pretty good she thought.  She wasn’t a crafty, that’s for sure

 

As if on cue little footsteps began to scamper down the stairs

Now mommy mode kicked in with a dash of caught politician

Determined to stonewall the sleep-deprived toddler

 

If she just didn’t need to be so complicated…

 

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Cave (an acrostic poem)

Cavernous problems threatened to overwhelm Kevin.  So much to do!

And if that wasn’t bad enough, his kids were in open rebellion wanting him to play

Viewing his choices, Kevin felt he was in the dark, between a rock and a hard place

Eventually he gave in and played with his kids.  Consequences were for tomorrow

 

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Gravity (an acrostic poem)

Giving the topic the weight it deserved

Rob thought about how heavy this discussion was going to be

Acerbity left his mouth fowled

Veiled threats forced themselves into his thoughts

It put pressure on what he was about to do

To think his dignity was about be sucked into a black hole

Yet he still made the airplane noises to get John to eat is peas

 

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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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