Beginnings are always rough
Of course that doesn’t make the middles any easier
Really the endings can be difficult too.
Not that you need to worry. You were ready the day you were…
Born (an acrostic poem)
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Monks (an acrostic poem)
Monastery life was not for him.
Orders were like frats in his book, and he had had enough of them in college.
Now instead of hazing, there were vows of silence and all these prayer times.
Knowing he would get three square meals a day made it all worthwhile, though.
So he signed on the dotted line. Wait till they found out he was an atheist.
Early (an acrostic poem)
Every day he tried to get to work on time, but he was always late
And every day his boss would threaten to fire him before letting him get to work
Risking his employment might not have been the smartest thing in the world, but he had problems
Look, he wasn’t a morning person, but he would work till well past midnight
You know what, maybe he wasn’t late, but since he worked deep into the night, maybe he was really…
Mush (an acrostic poem)
Maybe it was too late in the day to do such things, but she tried to solve his riddle
Under the glow of a full moon, she contemplated what he had said and how he had said it
So many possibilities rattled around her cranium, demanding she fit the moving pieces together
Her head started to pound as she felt the pieces fly away, her ability to comprehend slowly devolving to…
Bistro (an acrostic poem)
Being as hungry as he was, he sat with the menu pondering his options.
It was always tempting to just say, “I’ll have one of everything.”
Silly as that thought was…
Though maybe today was the day to do it.
Really, he had the funds for a once-in-a-lifetime splurge, and this was the right place.
Ordering it all, he made friends sharing all the tapas.
Lumber (an acrostic poem)
Log after log swung off the truck and onto the mud
Under a gray sky that threatened snow any day now
Maybe she would have time to get this cabin built, but it would be close, too close.
Before she had moved out here, all she knew was the stuff you got from Home Depot or Lowes
Every day in this wilderness ingrained into her a sense of place, a sense of nature
Reaching for the first log with her backhoe, she eased her future over the foundation wall. Time to build her future.
Bad (an acrostic poem)
Been planning on working out in the new year.
At least an hour, five days a week. Just need to have the proper motivation.
Dozen doughnuts after each workout.
Yule (an acrostic inspiration?)
You need to take your Christmas to the next level!
Unlock twelve days mode and watch you become a Christmas Boss!
Live your life like a red velvet-wearing, elf-loving, snow-sleighing, present-slinging demigod!
Extra added value of supersizing your Christmasing… all the cookies you can eat!
Mute (an acrostic poem)
Mime time! was her catchphrase
Useless though since she wasn’t allowed to talk
That and she didn’t have the skills yet to pantomime it well
Eventually, one day, she would achieve master-level status and silently scream in triumph!
Noise (an acrostic poem)
Notes played from the strings and brass floated
Over the timpani and xylophones being hammered at
It was then that the woodwinds began to wail
Sending each section into a race to match their bravado
Eventually, the conductor silenced them. She knew the first day in an orchestra as new musicians could be… trying
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