Stress (an acrostic one-sided conversation)

So that proposal was due yesterday?  I thought it was next week.

They told me next week.  I’m sure of that.

Really, they’ve got to give us a second chance.

Everyone has days like this, Michael.  I’m only human.

So what do you mean don’t bother coming to work on Monday?

So Michael, do you think I can get a reference letter hookup from you?

 

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Bonus poem (1st draft)  If you like this one better, let me know in the comments.

So that project proposal was due yesterday?

That’s right, so now our company’s existence is now in question.

Really?  Why didn’t you tell me?

Everyone told you, daily.  With voicemail AND email AND in person

So about that.  I thought you were all being a bit pushy.

So about that, you’re fired.

Tempest (an acrostic poem)

The storm was coming; she could feel it in her bones

Electrical shocks paused through her emotional system

Making her nerves sizzle, waiting for the other shoe to fall

Penelope didn’t want to be this apprehensive

Everyone has a bad day every once in a while

So she was due, and yet she knew this was different

Thunder rolled across her mental landscape.  Then the downpour started

 

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Cash (an acrostic poem)

Counterfeit bills lined his bedroom like wallpaper

And he doesn’t tell his “visitors” the difference

So when they take their due and leave he just prints more

He should have felt bad, but he just didn’t give a buck

 

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