Miss (an acrostic poem)

Making all your shots is impossible

It is incredible if you make more than half

So why beat yourself up when you fail once in a while

Stop that, pick yourself up, and try again

Wind (an acrostic poem)

Whispers called to her aching heart from the breeze playing with her hair

It promised her more than she ever hoped for

Nothing would come of it. It was just the murmurs of zephyrs

Didn’t matter though, because it gave her hope, and she wouldn’t let that blow away

Meek (an acrostic poem)

Many times he could have seized the spotlight

Exclaim to all who could hear how much he had sacrificed

Embellish his exploits and discard his failures

Keeping quiet kept let the bodies sleep where he put them

Salt (an acrostic poem)

Succulent savory cravings wracked his brain

All he wanted to do was have something fill that salient need

Looking for some chips, soy sauce, anything

The thought of making salt crystal rock candy didn’t sound as gross as it had earlier that day

Husk (an acrostic poem

How dry do you need to be to not shed any more tears

Until tonight she would never had even pondered such a question.

Sobbing, she thought of what she had lost and at what cost

Kneeling she watched her last tear fall to the ground.

Lash (an acrostic poem)

Leaning out the window, she fluttered her eyes in his direction

And when he didn’t respond she waved

So when that didn’t work, she yelled his name

He never moved. She started to yell obscenities and that got his attention

Dark (an acrostic poem)

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Down below, the peons flee from the stars above

As if their puddle of light was armor they could wear to ward off predators

Reaching for his bow, he took aim at one such automaton and let loose the string

Killing it would be a blessing, releasing the fear to evaporate into the…

My Vella

Hello everyone. I apologize for not getting a poem ready for tonight. I am physically and emotionally beat right now. If you want something to read, you can read for free my first three Vella episodes from my soon-to-be novel, Fallen From Mercy right here:

I hope to have a new acrostic poem up tomorrow night. Take care and thank you for stopping by!!!

Long (an acrostic poem)

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Looking at images of waves crashing ashore

Over a strip of warm inviting sandy beach

Now she really wanted to go there right now

Gonna have to wait till next year though.  She sighed.

Boss (an acrostic poem)

Being in charge isn’t always unicorns and rainbows

Of course it does have its perks

Sometimes he took the first doughnut during the meeting

Sometimes he took them all before the meeting started.