Structure (an acrostic poem)

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Steel girders littered the broken skyline

That the wind howled through

Reaching for her shotgun, Lily watched for the Others

Until she was locked away in her hidey-hole

Couldn’t be too careful ever since the Others had landed

The war for Earth had been devastating to both sides until the Truce

Under that, no new Other could come planetside

Relying on those already here to finish the job without destroying what was left of the planet

Except now no one knew who was winning anymore

Caged (an acrostic poem)

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Closed off and hurting, licking his wounds

As guards paraded around the bars like small moons orbiting him

Gideon smiled, wiping away the blood from his nose

Everyone thought he was doomed to die at sunrise

Didn’t understand he needed to be close, that he allowed himself to be captured…  Their screams started

Moss (an acrostic poem)

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Maybe the rolling stone wasn’t that great after all

Only by finding a quiet, still place can you put down some roots

Soul-nourishing peace grounding away the pent-up anxious energy

Soaking in patience waiting for the right stone to come

Work (an acrostic poem)

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Whitlling away at his soul to earn sustenance

Only he never felt sustained

Reaching lower and lower depths of despair

Knowing eventually he will fall out the bottom and drop into nothingness

Watch (an acrostic poem)

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When the hands swept past noon

All eyes were drawn to the two men standing in the street

Today only one of them would walk away

Capping a monumental story of conflict between two protagonists

High above, the bells chimed out, punctuated by two percussive blasts, and then dead silence

Swipe (an acrostic poem)

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Striking him across the face gave her satisfaction

Which brought all activity in the room to a halt

It caused him to hesitate to react to her attack

Pirouetting away from him, she stormed her way out

Everything had gone to plan.  No one would question if she had stolen anything.

Envelope (an acrostic poem)

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Ever wonder what’s inside?

Not opening it, but imagining the contents.

Viewing it held up to the light to get a hint.

Everything telling you not to open it.

Laying it down on the desk you try to walk away

Only you can’t.

Pushing you to your breaking point until you give up and rip the seal

Everything changes in that moment.

Album (an acrostic poem)

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A collection of things that mean so much to the curator

Love wrapped in plastic and placed in a binder

Building the history of a lifetime one photo at a time

Until it is placed away on a shelf where it awaits the proper time

Meaning the time to pull it out when her first boyfriend visits

The Lesson (an 100 word story)

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Under a gloomy gray sky, she looked at the shattered pieces of her life strewn at her bleeding feet.  She stood there dumbfounded.  Everything was gone in mere moments!  She cried and almost just gave up, but…

Time kept moving.

Tears dried.

The sun crept out from behind the clouds.

She grabbed a broom and began to clean up the mess that had been her life and threw it away.  She kept a couple of small pieces to remind herself of the before times.  She then made a cup of tea and looked at the horizon.

The phoenix watched and learned.

Glue (an acrostic poem)

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Given how attached he was to her, how he loved her

Letting her go never entered his mind.  He wanted to be with her at all times

Under that notion, he physically stuck himself to her

Eventually, his mommy got the cat away from him, but not after lots of scratches.  Love was hard.