City (an acrostic poem)

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Canyons of concrete, glass, and steel define the urban landscape

Intense neon and fluorescent lights paint the scene in bright brash colors

That pulse with the heartbeat of the millions who live there

Yet she sat on the roof in the middle of it all, as alone as the moon that traveled overhead

Contact (an acrostic poem)

Close enough to whisper into her ear

Orlando still hesitated.  He worried how she would react

Never had he been this close to her

To think how long it had taken to plan this out

And now this was his time.  He decided to reach out

Crashing to the ground, he bounced his head off the concrete as he was tackled

To think he had almost licked Taylor Swift!

 

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Cast (an acrostic poem)

Concrete concepts about ethereal energies

Allowed Marcus to start to subtle shades of unseeable colors

So he sent his will into the void to draw a picture of what he wanted

The art bloomed into reality.  It was magical

 

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