Focusing on falling and missing the ground
Little Johnny jumped into the air
Yet gravity had other ideas
Fly (an acrostic poem)
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Erode (an acrostic poem)
Eveline felt the ground beneath her feet crumble
Removing what firm standing she had in this reality
Other worlds flashed before her falling eyes
Diminishing into dots as she sped by, but she thought she still heard her friends somehow
Everyone was concerned when Eveline went catatonic again. It was so tragic.
Weight (an acrostic poem)
What seemed so light moments before threatened to pull her down into the depths of despair
Every time it happened it took so much strength to try to pick up the pieces and try to move on
It was no use. She broke.
Giving way to the gravity of it all, she sunk to the floor
Her eyes teared up, the heavy drops of water falling
They were children!
Cliff (an acrostic poem)
Coming up to the edge and looking down
Leaves her feeling butterflies in the stomach and light headed
It makes her feel like she could fly if she just had faith and took that last step.
Focusing on that feeling, she makes her decision and closes her eyes, allowing herself to drop
Falling backward, she lands on a pillow of grass, happy with her choice
Cinema (an acrostic poem)
Composing art through words and images
Inspiring imagination and thought through deep story telling
Nobody is falling asleep in the dark, too much emotion and adrenaline
Everyone is mesmerized by what is happening on the big screen
Many will watch it again at home, but that collective theater experience is special
Allowing for a brief moment a community zeitgeist that can be transformative
Alert (an acrostic poem)
As she woke up, she wondered what happened
Lights were still out, her spouse still asleep next to her
Everything seemed right, but there was something wrong
Reaching for her phone, she turned on the flashlight
There by the door was… nothing. She had a hard time falling back to sleep
Float (an acrostic poem)
Falling below the surface of the water
Looking back at the border between the liquid and gaseous states
Opening my mouth, bubbles race away to freedom
As I continue to sink deeper
There I found my value of buoyancy
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Tears (an acrostic poem)
The drops of water slowly rolled down her face
Eventually falling to the dirt below
And yet neither her, nor that patch of earth, were quenched
Reality was that both needed more
She emptied herself trying though.
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Ocean (an acrostic poem)
On top of my boogie board
Care thrown to the wind as the wave breaks
Everything screams go as I start falling downward
And the wave carries me towards the awaiting shore
Now time to pick myself up and find my next ride
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