Life (an acrostic poem)

Lifting her spirits, he began to laugh

It made him a medium of sorts

Finding the souls of her dead dreams

Elevating them to some kind of zombiehood

 

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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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Untied (an acrostic poem)

Useless fingers, frozen from the cold, tried to grasp the laces

Nothing was going right.  The cold was so bitter, the snow so deep

Then there were the noises in the dark.  The sniffs and pants from furry four legs

It made his spine quiver.  He took a step and pulled his foot out of the boot

Even though his foot was half frozen, when it crashed into the snow the chill exploded

Daylight found the boot alone in crimson snow

 

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Fourth Wall (a 50 word story)

“Break the fourth wall in your life,” Sam said.  “Go out and talk to those that are watching you.  Engage them.  Learn something more about your life and world.”

“That sound like great advice,” Bert said.

Bert turns to you.  “So what about it, reader?  What can you tell me?”

 

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Those Damn Shoes! (a 100 word story)

Claire wore many hats.  She absolutely loved them, switching between them multiple times every day, but it was always the shoes that she was deathly afraid of.  She could be mom, wife, daughter, confidant, friend, enemy, goddess, and demon, but when it came to shoes, well, then she felt she had to pretend to be someone else.

That’s why she decided one day to just go barefoot.  It meant sometimes stepping on things the wrong way, freezing her toes, or just having her feet absolutely filthy, but they were always hers, and she could sleep well at night knowing that.

 

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Pine (an acrostic poem)

Pinching her eyes closed, she wished as hard as she could

If there was even a small chance of her wish coming true she had to try

Needing to see him one more time she opened her eyes full of hope

Even though she knew he would never be there again

 

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Curses (an acrostic poem

Can’t you just say the f word?

Uh, uh!  Not unless you say it first 

Really?  What are you, chicken?

See, you just can’t say it.  Be a grown up!

Enough, fine.  I forgive you.

See, you were wrong!

 

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