Dust (an acrostic poem)

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Debris swirled in the breeze caused by the opening door

Uncovering a notebook long forgotten, if the amount of dirt inside the chamber.

She bent down to grab it, to unlock its secrets

The moment she touched it she turned to…

Laugh (an acrostic poem)

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Little giggles slipped from his lips

As she bent over into a full belly guffaw

Under the withering gaze of the priest, they tried to compose themselves

Guests looked aghast and that sent the couple into another fit of snickers

How come everyone didn’t get the joke of “Till death do us part.”

Blade (an acrostic poem)

Bent over itself over one hundred times

Leaving a subtle strength and flexibility

And then quenched for hardness

Deidre respected everything the katana had been through

Everything she had done, and then some

 

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Crooked (an acrostic poem)

Caught in a straitjacket

Reaching for my ball point pen

Outside the moon winks at me

Opening the tiny spaces in my mind

Kicking anxiety into high gear

Everything is so so clear now

Down to my shadow that is bent and broken

 

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