Fossil (an acrostic poem)

Feeling ancient, well beyond his years

Oliver groaned, stretched, and popped a few vertebrae back in place

So many stairs to climb to get to his bed made him shake his head

So heavy limbs, like they were made of stone

It made him want to just lay down here for all of eternity

Laughing, he thought he now knew how the dinosaurs felt

 

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Tread (an acrostic poem)

The sensation of someone’s foot stomping down on her was all too real

Reducing her to a bundle of pulsating overstimulated nerves

Even getting out of bed on those days was met with dread

And yet she kept working on surviving day after day

Damned if she wasn’t willing to bite back

 

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Stubbed (a 150 word story)

Jeremy felt a sharp stabbing pain in his big toe.  “What the hell!” he exclaimed under his breath.  That might have hurt, but his dad mode was turned up to eleven since he had finally gotten the kids to bed.  They needed so much coddling and consoling to get them there.  He knew he didn’t want to go through that again if he could help it.

He looked down to see what he had jammed his toe into and there was the stainless steel dog bowl.

“Damn it all.  I thought I told the kids to pick that up.”

Then the realization hit him.  He slumped to the floor next to the bowl and tears threatened to flow.  He took out the Milk-Bones box from the cupboard next to him.  He grabbed one out and looked at it.  The tears were flowing freely, and he now allowed himself to grieve.

 

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Grand (an acrostic poem)

Go big or go home meant Lilly was going home

Reaching for the strap she felt the subway lurch away from the station

At least she had come close, or at least she tried to convince herself of that

Now it was over and her bed would be the only one calling

Daring her dreams to try to be that big again she began to silently cry

 

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Sleepless (an acrostic poem)

Slowly the space between seconds became longer and longer

Leaving me breathless as I contemplated what was happening

Eventually I gave up and got out of bed

Everything I walked by was absolutely still

People didn’t even blink when I threatened them

Leaving my house behind I went out in the world

Even there time had stopped

Silently I began to cry

So wish I had been able to snooze

Pace (an acrostic poem)

Putting her daughter to bed, Abby felt like she was about to break.

Already she was dreading the amount of work she had to still do

Considering she needed to be ready to go to her other job in seven short hours

Eventually this sprint would either let her win the race, or have her crash and burn.

Dream Date (a 100 word plead)

I have deprived myself from you long enough.  My desire to be in your arms is almost overwhelming.  The mere thought of being in your sweet embrace leaves me breathless in anticipation.  Is it too much to hope you will join me in my bed tonight?  I know I have spurned you lately.   Two days ago it was that movie I really wanted to watch, but I started it way too late.  Yesterday it was the work I brought home.  Things keep getting in the way between us.  I want to make it up to you.  I love you sleep.