Loop (an acrostic poem)

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Like my love for you, a circle has no beginning or end

Of course, let two equal circles touch and now you have infinity

Only that infinity is how long I want to be with you, and those two circles are us

Perhaps that’s why a circle represents my love for you that has no beginning or end

Shape (an acrostic poem)

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So he was happy with being a circle

He liked that better than being a square

And he loved all the food pyramid equally

Perhaps he should have used the heart attack as a stop sign, but…

Eventually it caught up to him, and he was placed in a rectangle box

Trade (an acrostic poem)

This for that is as ancient as any system of commerce

Reliable if both parties have something the other wanted

Although sometimes you needed a larger circle to get the deal done

Donnie wanted that old system to come back into prominence

Eventually, someone would then take his life for something meaningful

 

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The Ring (a 100 word story)

The ring bound him to her.  He wondered what insanity had caused him to willingly volunteer to wear the cursed thing in the first place.  Still, in that moment of weakness, he had accepted her boon and doomed his soul.

He looked at the perfect circle of gold and thought about chopping the whole finger off.  He’d be better off maimed for the rest of his life.  He couldn’t do it though.  She had taken so much of his strength that he didn’t have the fortitude anymore.

Instead he closed his eyes and dreamt of her when she was alive.

 

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Listen Carefully (a 100 word story)

The conversation around the bonfire grew quiet as Ludwig stepped into the circle.  The campers scooted back a bit in anticipation to what was about to happen.

Ludwig rubbed his hands together and then began to sign his tale of terror.  Some averted their eyes, not wanting to hear about the horrors, but others stared with rapt attention.

Soon Ludwig concluded his tale of woe and the hands of his audience waved back and forth in appreciation, even the monster that was hiding in the tree line.  Tonight he would go hungry, because it was that good of a story.

 

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