Feel (an acrostic poem)

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Finding his emotions too cumbersome to deal with, he packed them away.

Eliminating his ability to cope with other people around him

Everything became harder until he decided to become a hermit

Leaving humanity behind allowed him to decompress and once again begin to …

Forget (an acrostic poem)

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Finding memories strewn along the river of life

Only they were not yours, but do you really care?

Remembering things that were almost true, but with a twist

Generating new recollections resonating inside your head

Echoing emotional reverberations

That fade to black as you wake up and begin to …

New Year (an acrostic poem)

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Now everyone was counting the seconds

Excited about a new beginning, a new something

What changes were possible

Yet he sat on the couch and sipped his champagne calmly

Every day was his chance to begin anew, to try to right his wrongs

And that allowed him to find peace with himself every night as he went to sleep

Ready to celebrate a new chance, a new resolution, every day.  That was worth celebrating

Coffee (an acrostic poem)

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Cup of her liquid wakeup was held close to her nose

Olfactory sensors lit up her brain with anticipation

Followed with her stomach preparing for the scalding acidic onslaught

Fluid of the darkest black splashed and sloshed along her tongue

Everything in her mouth screamed as the heat seared her taste buds

Except she considered that her wakeup alarm symphony.  The day could now begin.

Reset (an acrostic poem)

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Really need to define a new starting line

Enabling oneself to begin anew

So all the wanderings previously done are swept into the past

Excited to try again with the hope of fulfilling the quest this time

The learnings from the past are important, but sometimes you need a new genesis

Loopy (a cinquain)

A cinquain is a five line poem that has the following form:

2 syllables, 4 syllables, 6 syllables, 8 syllables, 2 syllables

The author is allowed to add or subtract 1 syllable from the count for each line. I decided for my first one I would follow the purest form of a cinquain.

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The end

It’s just a start

Waiting for creation

So when you get to the ending

Begin