Moody (an acrostic poem)

Man problems be damned

Oblivious to the looks of those around her

Ordering her whiskey neat

Downing it and slamming the empty glass down

Yeah the burn cut through her emotional fog

 

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Awkward (a 100 word story)

Love should make you feel good, but Francis wasn’t.  They didn’t know why.  It just was odd.  It was the first time they were attracted to another human being.  Cats were easy.  Humans not so much.

Francis walked up to Terry.  “Hello.”

Terry smiled at the ground.  “Howdy.”

Francis broke out in a cold sweat looking for somewhere to hide.  “Well, I’ve got to go.  Bye.”

Terry looked up for a brief second.  Boy, that smile was brilliant.  Then Terry looked back down.  “Me too.”

Francis fled down the hall, but their feet never touched the ground.

Francis smiled.  Progress!

 

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Cuddle (an acrostic poem)

Couldn’t get enough of the fiasco

Ulysses chomped down on his popcorn

Dianne watched him more than the movie

Didn’t she get how gloriously stupid, but awesome, this was

Like that’s why he invited her over to watch Netflix in the first place

Eventually, he put his arm around her and she nuzzled in.  Compromise!

 

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Laced (an acrostic poem)

Looking for the poison in her sweetness

At the same time not caring if she killed him at the moment

Couldn’t help but think he was in way over his head

Even as he drank in all she poured out for him

Determined to take all the bad with the good

 

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Push (an acrostic poem)

People are always looking for an angle, an easy way in or out

Undermining their altruistic public face

So sick of false narratives that sell whitewashed souls

Hey maybe it’s time to shove back

 

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Cherub (an acrostic poem)

Can’t believe you’ve been gone this many years my little girl

Heaven is much richer for you

Every day I feel that empty spot in my heart

Realizing you are still there, just that I can’t physically hold you

Until I get to hear you laugh again as you fly

Because of your angel wings

Marked (an acrostic poem)

Mancini didn’t like going to school

At least that’s what he told his parents

Reality was he loved school

Kind of didn’t make sense till you knew why

Everyone made fun of his scent

Despite how much his dog loved leaving it

 

 

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