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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Defy (an acrostic poem)

Don’t let the world label you, become your own definition

Empower your own voice and speak up for your causes

Fortify your spirit of resolve and push on through

You might not know who you are yet, but you are still the expert on you

Checkmate (an acrostic poem)

Calculating the best move

He pointed his wingman to move in

Everything seemed perfect about her

Cascading red hair framing her heavenly pale face

Knowing her friend was fully engaged by his man, it was now show time

Moving in for the kill he broke out his fifty million dollar smile

Asking her what was her drink of choice

Too bad she pointed out she was the designated driver

Even though she held a gin and tonic in her hand

Snow Day (a 100 word snippet)

We home school our kids.  When people find out, they occasionally point out reasons why that’s a bad idea.  They worry about our kids being properly socialized.  They worry that our kids will have holes in their education.  They worry that our kids are getting out of some pieces of childhood that are integral to becoming functional adults.

My kids found out the true negative to being home schooled.  They are currently learning at the dining room table while their public schooled compatriots enjoy a day off.  Time for me to break out a bottle of wine and enjoy the misery.