Carbon (an acrostic poem)

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Couldn’t see flaws in the diamond on her finger

And he looked hard as he held her hand

Reality sometimes was hard to pencil into a narrative that worked for him

But he usually found a way to turn the coal in his stocking into something way more valuable

On this occasion, he turned his smile up to eleven to see if that would strike a shattering blow

Nothing could deviate her attention from her fiancé.  The boy, on the other hand…

Color (an acrostic poem)

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Couldn’t tell the difference between red and blue

Or blue and green for that matter

Looking at everything in grayscale made paint choices easier

Only paying attention to lights and darks

Reaching for his brush he channeled his inner M. C. Escher

Cork (an acrostic poem)

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Cutlass sang as it was pulled from its sheath
Ordering everyone to pay attention to what was about to happen
Raising the bottle high, he slammed the blade upward
Kealhauling the glass top away, and with it, it carried the …

Spoon (an acrostic poem)

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She cuddled up to him under the covers

Pulling her body along his to get warm

Outside the wind blew and the cold rain fell

Outside the chaos of jobs and bills demanded attention and yet…

None of that mattered.  They were together in that moment

Fork (an acrostic poem)

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Focusing all his attention on his spaghetti,

Oliver slowly twirled the utensil on top of his spoon,

Revolving strand after strand around their tines,

Knowing that he was breaking his dead Italian grandfather’s heart.

Bulky (an acrostic poem)

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Being a ballerina had always been his dream

Underneath the bright lights, dancing en pointe

Looking into infinity as he bounded across the stage

Knowing he was the center of everyone’s attention

Yet he knew that being a hippopotamus was going to make it difficult

Ignored (an acrostic conversation)

 

I see you haven’t been paying attention to me.

Give me a break.  I always pay attention to you.

No, you’re not.  I can prove it.

Okay Ms. Smarty Pants, present your evidence.

Randy, you just told me I could paint a mural on your truck.

Evidently you didn’t know I was secretly hoping you would.

Dumbass, I actually asked you to pass the chips!

 

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Penny (an acrostic poem)

Perhaps it is beneath your attention

Every cent counts in the long run, though

Now you might not think too much of your copper buddy

Never picking him up when he’s on the ground

Yet imagine the number of thoughts you didn’t buy because of it

 

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Shout (an acrostic poem)

Slipping my voice into projection mode

Heaving my words into the void

Ordering the world to pay attention to me

Understanding that I’m just adding to the cacophony

Though it does make me feel better   :>)

 

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