Across (an acrostic poem)

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Always there was a distance between them.

Could be living on different coasts, but it wasn’t.

Really it happened even when they were in the same room.

Oh, if they could just figure out a way to cross the gap

Such that all their dreams could come true.

So it was a tragedy when they settled for the next best thing.

Link (an acrostic poem)

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Living in the past, needing an awakening

It tries to force you to be a hero

Now if you are in your twilight years you might be between worlds

Knowing you want just one more wild breath

Book (an acrostic poem)

Between the covers lives a synergy of two consciousnesses

Obviously that of the author, but also that of the reader

Organically melding into a reality neither has full control over

Keeping both guessing how it will turn out

 

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