Write (an acrostic poem)

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Words dribble out of my fingers

Raw unfiltered fragments of imagination

Incandescent with flashes of brilliance

Though often followed by long droughts of darkness

Engulfing everything in shades of mediocrity

Ornament (an acrostic poem)

Oscar proudly walked down the red carpet with Sasha on his arm

Rarely had the whirl of cameras and flashes popping been so soothing to his nerves

Now if it were a normal day he would be duck and covering

Always trying to avoid unwanted attention

Many times it was inevitable and he just had to bite his tongue

Even when the paparazzi grew belligerent

Nearing the head of the line he pasted on his million-dollar smile

The fact he was Sasha’s ‘and one’ never bothered him.  He liked being arm candy

 

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