Identity (an acrostic poem)

 

It wasn’t who he was

Didn’t they know that?

Everyone should see it.  He wasn’t that complicated

Now if he was, well maybe she wouldn’t have left him

That still hurt twenty some odd years later

If time does heal, he must be a man outside of time

That made him chuckle

You would think with a name like Gilgamesh he would know better

 

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Stability (an acrostic poem)

Sarah checked her watch for the fifth time

Tom was now officially late and in her doghouse

All she asked of him was to take an interest in the kids

Be on time

Insofar as she could tell

Leaving the kids with him was a crap shoot

If he didn’t show up soon she would call the police

That’s how pissed off she was

Yet she did chuckle when he showed up dressed as Santa