Soar (an acrostic poem)

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She flew through his mind causing his thoughts to race after her

Over and over she escaped his grasp, swooping just out of reach

All he could do was keep trying, but in the end, he gave up and watched

Realizing she was forever not obtainable, but forever in his thoughts, she would…

Plan (an acrostic poem)

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Putting together a list of steps

Looking for any fallacies and fixing them

After all of that was complete, he put his scheme into motion

Nothing went right after that.  So much for a good…

Tempo (an acrostic poem)

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The faster he beat the air, the more chaotic they seemed to play.

Everyone following their own beat, toes tapping in irregular rhythms.

Melody and harmony intertwined in ways not intended by any involved in its creation.

Pushing those in the audience to cringe and squirm in their seats.

Obviously, the following ovation was intense.  The musicians were kids after all.

Lumber (an acrostic poem)

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Log after log swung off the truck and onto the mud

Under a gray sky that threatened snow any day now

Maybe she would have time to get this cabin built, but it would be close, too close.

Before she had moved out here, all she knew was the stuff you got from Home Depot or Lowes

Every day in this wilderness ingrained into her a sense of place, a sense of nature

Reaching for the first log with her backhoe, she eased her future over the foundation wall. Time to build her future.

Novel (an acrostic poem)

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No way he would ever get all those words down on paper

Obviously, he had bitten off more than he could chew

Vowing that after he was done he would never even touch a word processor

Every letter was a struggle as he tried to download his soul onto the paper

Long months later he typed ‘The End.’  That was when he realized his work had just begun!

Open (an acrostic poem)

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Outside she was closed, boarded up with locks and everything

People passing by saw there was absolutely no way in

Except that one guy that came by every day and sat there and listened

Now they are each other’s happily ever after

Muscles (an acrostic poem)

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Motivated to keep on moving

Until I can’t move anymore

Seems like a recipe for fitness

Could be, but that would mean the day after

Letting my body get its revenge

Every fiber letting me know what I did

So I sit here. sedentary, in a negotiated peace.