Carbon (an acrostic poem)

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Couldn’t see flaws in the diamond on her finger

And he looked hard as he held her hand

Reality sometimes was hard to pencil into a narrative that worked for him

But he usually found a way to turn the coal in his stocking into something way more valuable

On this occasion, he turned his smile up to eleven to see if that would strike a shattering blow

Nothing could deviate her attention from her fiancé.  The boy, on the other hand…

Dated (an acrostic conversation)

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Don’t ask her her age.  That would be so rude!”

As if.  This is a new age, old man.  Age is just a number now.”

That’s a bunch of bull, and you know it.  Ask it and be relegated to the dustbin of relationship history.”

Everything you say tells the universe how old you are.  What was it like to ride a triceratops?”

Don’t worry.  You’ll get to see for yourself when she slaps you so hard she sends you back in time.”

Curls (an acrostic poem)

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Cute ringlets cascaded from his fingers

Under the moonlight they looked like the most delicate chains

Realizing he was as captive to her now as if those were real chains around his wrist

Looking into her eyes he knew he never wanted parole from this sentence

She smiled that cute little smile of hers and said…

Tempest (an acrostic poem)

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The look in his eyes forecast a storm of emotions about to hit

Everything to this point had been smooth sailing on calm seas

Mentioning her name, though, had brought a sudden change for the worse

Pushing himself up out of his chair, he leveled a finger

Everyone was quiet, waiting for the lightning bolt of his anger to strike

So when the finger went back down without a word, well everyone thought the worst had past

That’s when he took one step forward and a rain of fists poured down

Melody (an acrostic poem)

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Memorizing the music of her curves

Every note a drop of impeccable beauty

Luscious harmonics vibrating his very soul

Overtones causing emotions vivid and deep

Desire sang back with a trumpet fanfare devolving into kettle drums calling his hormones to battle

Yet her smile brought the whole orchestra to a halt except for a single flute, and that’s when he knew he was in love

Hmmm (an acrostic poem)

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He looked at the puzzle in front of him and pondered

Maybe if he twisted his mind just so?  No that didn’t work.

Maybe if he prodded the problem over there?  Nope, that wasn’t the key

Maybe he should just leave everything alone, but then what would she say when she was ignored?

Brash (an acrostic poem)

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Beating a dead horse became his specialty.

Railing against the machine his mission in life.

All he lived for was to troll as many people as he could on Twitter.

So it was surprising when he found a woman who would put up with his shenanigans.

Her secret?  She bought his mama’s house and locked him inside the basement.

Hint (an acrostic poem)

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Her bemused smirk told him he was being made fun of

It didn’t help though, since if he asked about its meaning she would belittle him even more

Now if she made up the whole thing, well if he let that go she would hold that against him for years

That’s why he studied her. Was hent even a word? He hoped she would give him even the slightest…

Mush (an acrostic poem)

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Maybe it was too late in the day to do such things, but she tried to solve his riddle

Under the glow of a full moon, she contemplated what he had said and how he had said it

So many possibilities rattled around her cranium, demanding she fit the moving pieces together

Her head started to pound as she felt the pieces fly away, her ability to comprehend slowly devolving to…

Ugly (an acrostic poem)

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Under the harsh bathroom light, he looked hideous.

Going on this date was such a bad idea.

Leaving her alone would be better than returning to their table, wouldn’t it?

Yet when they left the restaurant she held his hand, and he wondered why.