Sink (an acrostic poem)

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So you feel like you’re going to go under

Icy hands of doubt and self-loathing pulling you down into your personal abyss

No way should you just accept what is happening

Keep on treading water and keep looking for the shore.  You’ve got this!

Explode (an acrostic poem)

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Everyone is waiting for the election results

Xantax has become the concession of choice as we watch

Purple states become more red or more blue

Leading to highs and lows for both sides

Only at the end of it all

Do we accept the results and figure out what is next or

Everything going to go big boom?

Serendipity (an acrostic poem)

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Sometimes it’s those flukes of luck that change the world

Everyone thinks it is greatness, but so much is being in the right place at the right time

Realizing that you are in that moment for a reason

Engaging in what needs to be done to create your new normal

Now sometimes it is pure happenstance

Dumb luck if you will

It can be such a blessing

Perhaps it was more than that, though

It was a break waiting for you to come along to happen

That you were, for that moment in time, the chosen one

You just need to accept the honor