Chain (an acrostic Poem)

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Connecting the dots ways always the easy part

Hard part was then making the dominoes fall in order

As so many factors had to be juggled for the Rube Goldberg plan to work

It was almost something straight from a summer blockbuster

Not that he had to worry about.  The first link broke leaving him dreaming of what might have been

Crass (an acrostic poem)

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Cussing like a drunken sailor that stubbed his toe on the anchor chain of some 18^th century Caribbean pirate boat

Rachel made all of the people around her blush almost redder than her flame colored locks

All anyone thought of the diminutive woman was how cute and childlike she was

So when she showed her ability to adult like some of the most depraved adults that ever adulted

So many people swore they never saw it coming.

Impossible (an acrostic poem)

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It might look like things are at their darkest.

Makes picking up your burdens and trying again seems pointless.

Perhaps even preposterous.

Oh, don’t lose faith in yourself.

So many things are doable once you put your mind to it.

Strive to find little successes and chain them in a row.

It matters seeing those breadcrumbs of progress.

Believe that you can climb out of the dark depths.

Lift yourself one bit at a time.

Eventually you will feel the sun of triumph on your face.