Winter Blessings (a 100 word story)

The snow continued to fall, covering the refuse of Gary’s life.  He smiled at the cold whitewashing of his previous mistakes.  It gave him a crisp clean perspective on his past.  The sad thing was he knew soon the sun would come out and the blanket of white would melt away, allowing his warts to once again be in plain sight.

At least for now he could pretend there had been nothing wrong as he sipped his spiked hot chocolate in front of the fireplace.  Spring can take its own sweet time.  He was happy to be buried in blankness.

 

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Emotional Relationships (a 100 word story)

Melancholy was his mistress and muse.  He worshiped her day and night, always trying to make things right, but it never quite worked.  He felt he came up just short no matter how hard he tried.  She had been his first love.  One day he decided to take the plunge and proposed.  That was the last day he ever saw her.

He now felt empty inside.  That’s when he found Depression.  She moved in, and they became inseparable.  Once he thought about breaking up with her, but he just couldn’t bring himself to do it.  Till death did they part.

 

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Blind (an acrostic poem)

Be silly with me, she said

Like she really wanted me to do that

I have been infatuated with her for so long

No way she really meant what she said

Don’t understand why she didn’t ask again

 

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Alone (an acrostic poem)

As the party swirled around him

Liam felt like he was in the eye of the storm

Only those looking for a respite would stop to chat

Never staying long before being swept back up into the fray

Eventually, he faded away back home

 

 

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Guilty (an acrostic poem)

Going the extra mile was Gus’ motto

Unless it was for Samantha

If it was for her, it was an extra five miles

Loving her from afar was so hard

Then he had a chance to show her his feelings

Yet being the best man at her wedding was probably not the right time

Games (an acrostic poem)

Going first isn’t always an advantage

Although it lets you set the tone

Me, I like to wait to see what they do, then react

Enabling me to put my masculinity to the test

Still, it makes it hard to get a date playing that way

 

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Tape (an acrostic poem)

To mend that which was ripped apart

A bonding agent stronger than superglue would be needed

People and relationships were sometimes just too broken to just slap together

Even with bubble wrap, bailing twine, and wire

 

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