Charge (an acrostic poem)

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Currents in the air made the hairs on her arms stand. She looked up at the figure she knelt in front of

He placed his hands on her head and she felt an electric jolt.

Arise and know that you are now in my service, he said.

Reaching for her sword, he pulled it out of its sheath and sliced open his palm, spilling his blood.

Giving the bloodied blade to her, he finished, “Now go forth and avenge me and my family.”

Everything went white and when the light faded, the woman found herself in the graveyard, alone. 

Curls (an acrostic poem)

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Cutting her hair, at one time, would make her cry. It was such a horrible experience

Utter fear would grip her upon sitting in the chair knowing she was at the mercy of the hairdresser

Red hair ringlets defined the core of who she was and were her pride and joy, so she was so particular

Letting the electric razor zoom across her scalp, she smiled.

Suck it, cancer! She would grow back stronger.

Swarm (an acrostic poem)

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So many annoyances buzzing all around.

Why are they picking on me?

All I want to do is swat at these bothersome gits

Releasing me to get on with my life

Maybe if I bought one of those electric zappers

Funk (an acrostic poem)

Fuzzy electric guitar warmed his ears

Under which the bass line pushed him forward

Navigating the strong drum beat

Knocking out the depression he had been feeling all day

 

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Heat (an acrostic poem)

He couldn’t imagine being colder in that moment

Even though the flames were quite toasty

All he had wanted to do was turn the temperature up a bit

Too bad the electric heater started the house fire

 

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Tinkle (an acrostic poem)

The electric fence called to the two fraternity brothers

It was the ultimate way to cap a night of bad beer

Now they pulled out their hardware and dared the other to go first

Knowing that in the end they would have to do it together

Looking at the fence before closing their eyes, they counted to three and let loose

Eventually they both realized the fence was not charged.  Shocking!

 

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