Night (an acrostic poem)

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Now, now is the time to strike back

Igniting the passions of the oppressed

Giving the darkness a soul of fire and destruction

Hell’s gates have broken, and we are not going back

To our oppressors, flee.  We will do more than just go bump in the …

Grit (an acrostic poem)

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Given she was down at least a pint and a half of blood

Really, she should be passed out on the ground

Instead, she looked the creature in the eye and growled

That’s what finally broke the monster and it fled into the darkness

Cape (an acrostic poem)

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Cloaked in her beloved darkness, she shivered with excitement

As she peered over her city, watching those far below

Putting fear in the hearts of those trying to hide in the night

Enabling her to sense her prey

West (an acrostic poem)

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Watching the sun make its escape as it sinks beneath the horizon

Everything becomes more magical in that twilight moment

Snippets and whispers of other realms peek from beyond the veil

That opportunity sets as darkness brings down the curtain

Write (an acrostic poem)

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Words dribble out of my fingers

Raw unfiltered fragments of imagination

Incandescent with flashes of brilliance

Though often followed by long droughts of darkness

Engulfing everything in shades of mediocrity

Flare (an acrostic poem)

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Flames leapt from the cylinder illuminating the darkness

Leaving Charlene blinded as she stood still among the dancing white flakes

All she could think about in that moment was the story of the little match girl

Realizing that she was going to reprise the main lead role unless there was a Christmas miracle

Every year after, Charlene would leave out a hot toddy and peanut butter cookies because… well they were his favorite

Shade (an acrostic poem)

 

So everyone turned to Clarice after Bob’s anonymous claim of infidelity

His smug smile staining the words even more

As Clarice’s spirit dimmed further under her friends’ looks of surprise and horror

Didn’t they understand the darkness she lived in?

Everyone should have a chance of finding a bit of sunlight, shouldn’t they?

 

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Narrow (an acrostic poem)

Neal felt the walls come closer together the farther underground he went

As they constricted his movement, his breathing became more rapid

Restricting his vision to a narrow strip of darkness in front of him

Raspy sounds escaped his mouth as his breath became shallow

Obstinately he pushed on as his vision began to gray out

Wiggling free he took a deep breath and felt the freedom to the bottom of his lungs

 

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