Program (an acrostic poem)

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Putting words together on the screen

Results in so many possibilities

Outgrowing the original sum of the whole

Giving life to something that

Revision upon revision created

And each one is a step closer

Making the machine come alive.

Forget (an acrostic poem)

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Focusing on what memories she had left

Organizing them in some sort of mental filing cabinet

Realizing later that she had lost the keys to those drawers

Giving her so much less to attach her to this existence

Everything that was her softly faded out, lost to everyone

The fact that she was still alive was little consolation

Nocturnal (an acrostic poem)

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Nighttime was when he was awake and alive

Observing his domain as he prowled the streets

Citizens were happily in their beds now

They were dreaming dreams of a light-filled world

Under which people like him were just fragments of lore

Real-world boogeymen who cleaned up society’s messes

Now that suited him just fine

As he enjoyed the peace and quiet of owning the blacktop

Lifting another trashcan, he deposited the contents in the back of the truck before moving on

Crowded (an acrostic poem)

 

Covid19 kept everyone away for so long

Randy got used to being on his own

Only now those restrictions were ending

Which meant everyone was doing their most to get out

Disturbing him with their proximity

Eventually, he had to reisolate himself

Determined to keep the spirit of Covid19 alive

 

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Life (an acrostic poem)

Little things annoyed Francine to no end

It even included the big things, really, just those happened less often

Francine wondered why she had to deal with it daily

Eventually, she accepted it was to remind her she was alive

 

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The Ring (a 100 word story)

The ring bound him to her.  He wondered what insanity had caused him to willingly volunteer to wear the cursed thing in the first place.  Still, in that moment of weakness, he had accepted her boon and doomed his soul.

He looked at the perfect circle of gold and thought about chopping the whole finger off.  He’d be better off maimed for the rest of his life.  He couldn’t do it though.  She had taken so much of his strength that he didn’t have the fortitude anymore.

Instead he closed his eyes and dreamt of her when she was alive.

 

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Blessed (an acrostic poem)

Being all alone was hard on Mary

Losing Rachel at such a young age left a scar

Even after four years, Mary would return weekly to the grave site

Sharing her thoughts and dreams, troubles and victories

So much of her life was under that dirt

Everything just seemed so much harder

Daily though she thanked God for the chance to keep Rachel alive in her heart

 

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