Prototype (an acrostic poem)

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Putting together yet another try was one of the most satisfying things he did

Reaching down he snapped in the last fitting and took a breath, ready to see if it worked

Of course, building all these iterations was also one of the worst things he could do

They reminded him of the numerous failures he didn’t plan for, that he was a bad engineer

Only he knew there was almost zero chance that the first one would work out of the box

That was the stuff of myths, legends, and dumb luck

Yearning to know if this was the one, he flipped the on switch

Prepared for sparks to fly and flames to claim one more attempt

Except this time it didn’t burn.  It still didn’t work, but that was still progress?

Instrument (an acrostic poem)

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It felt like Bob was being played

Not that the rest of his bandmates would agree

Songwriting was his thing, coming up with melodies and words, but harmonies…

That’s why Bob had to admit producing was not his forte

Ron was the guy arranging all his songs, and Bob was usually happy with that

Until Ron was insistent that this idea would put the song over the top

Meaning he should buy into it, trust Ron and the process

Except this idea seemed so dumb that he just couldn’t get behind it

Now everyone was staring at him wondering why he wouldn’t at least try, but

There was no way that a ballad needed more cowbell!

Serendipity (an acrostic poem)

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Sometimes it’s those flukes of luck that change the world

Everyone thinks it is greatness, but so much is being in the right place at the right time

Realizing that you are in that moment for a reason

Engaging in what needs to be done to create your new normal

Now sometimes it is pure happenstance

Dumb luck if you will

It can be such a blessing

Perhaps it was more than that, though

It was a break waiting for you to come along to happen

That you were, for that moment in time, the chosen one

You just need to accept the honor

Dumb (an acrostic poem)

Didn’t realize the things I didn’t know

Until you graciously illuminated my deficiency

Maybe I should have educated myself more thoroughly before speaking

But I don’t really understand what those words mean

 

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