Setback (an acrostic poem)

So things didn’t go quite as planned

Everything didn’t come out smelling like roses

The eyes on the prize watched it drift away

But you still are here

And you are able to set new goals

Count the steps you took this time and savor that victory

Knowing you will go farther next time

 

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Drift (an acrostic poem)

Down the river floated the inflatable raft

Rapids could be heard in the distance

If they paddled hard they could determine their course

Find the optimal entrance into the turbulent times

That’s why it was such a shame that they never got their paddles wet

 

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Thrilled (an acrostic poem)

There was only so much adrenaline that could flood her system

Helen felt the seat vibrate as the engine revved

Rolling through the corner with the gas pedal on the floor

If she could just squeeze out a bit more speed

Looking for an opening to make her move

Leaping at her chance she dove to the bottom, hoping her car would stick

Even with the other car, she slowly drifted up the track

Determined to never be left behind again

 

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Drift (an acrostic poem)

Demands on Freda’s time threatened to swamp her

Really she needed to have some me time

Instead she was here in front of her computer drowning in data

Figures and graphs danced in her head until she decided enough was enough

The squeal of her tires as she floated through the corner was so much better