Mystery (an acrostic poem)

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Maybe you think you know what is going on

You think you have the solutions to life’s final exam

Still I wonder if the answer key has even been made yet

There seems so much chaos and disorder

Every time I turn around, I find that my current guess was not quite right

Really most of the time I was flat out wrong.  It gets quite frustrating

Yet still every day I get up and try to solve my little corner of life’s …

Float (an acrostic poem)

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Finding themselves adrift among the waves of emotion

Lifted by the manic highs then dropped into the depressed lows

Oblivious to what used to be normal and peacefully flat

As they bobbed along, unable to control their emotional path

That was when they contemplated letting go and sinking into eternal oblivion to make it stop

Normally I don’t post more after a poem, but I want everyone to be careful. Most of the time we can float through our lives and manage what storms are sent our way. For some, they are ready to let go. If you are one of those wondering if it is worth holding on, please first call the suicide prevention hotline: 800-273-8255. It is worth that one last chance to find an anchor.

Plane (an acrostic poem)

 

Perhaps the story was a bit too flat

Letting it feel two dimensional

Allow your characters to take off and fly

Now I would also shave off a bit here and there

Eventually cutting out all the plain.

 

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Chaos (an acrostic poem)

Cacophony of past and future ideas

Hoarded on every flat surface of her office

A dizzying architecture of paperwork, books, and coffee mugs littered the officescape

Organized by randomness and curated by wild pixies

Still, she found the correct form in less than twenty seconds

 

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Sharp (an acrostic poem)

So many times Mel had fallen flat

He just couldn’t seem to rise to the occasion

All that changed during the prom though

Resplendent in his James Bond esq tuxedo

People around him hummed ZZ Top

 

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Dew (an acrostic poem)

Dots of moisture litter the landscape

Each drop a lens for the flat morning light

Wakening the magic of a new day

 

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