Scrap (an acrostic poem)

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So many pieces of his soul littered the landscape of his life

Cluttering memories with strong emotions

Reaching down he picked up a shard, careful not to crush it

A bit of a smile flashed across his face

Perhaps it was just the cocoon that he needed to emerge beautiful and ready to fly

Knife (an acrostic poem)

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Knowing you would keep stabbing me in my back

Never helped in the past and yet

If I didn’t go through that personal hell I wouldn’t be where I am

Finally free of the pain of your sharp slices that cut me down

Enabling me to fly away on angel’s wings

Kite (an acrostic poem)


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Know how to fly, little one?

It involves string, cloth, structure, and magic

The first three are needed to make the object

Eventually the last is provided by the young ones watching it soar

Gap (an acrostic poem)

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Getting through the tight squeeze called life was always a challenge

As her whole existence had been between a rock and a hard place

Perhaps that’s why she was able to surprise them when she cracked her world and began to fly

Throw (an acrostic poem)

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Tossing insults like darts and getting bullseyes

He smiled at the silent marks drinking their cheap whiskey from the bottle

Reaching for a cigarette, he lit it and blew smoke at them

Only there still wasn’t a peep.  He closed his eyes and took another drag

Which is why he didn’t see the bottle fly into his nose

Blind (an acrostic poem)

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Believe in what cannot be seen

Leave the mundane behind and fly with gossamer wings

Infuse your life with the magic around you

Nothing can really hold you back when you brace the impossible

Don’t hesitate and close your eyes and see

Duck (an acrostic poem)

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Don’t feel fowl but

Until your quack the code you will never experience freedom

Crouch your way through the thorny people limiting your potential

Knowing you will soon be able to spread your wings and fly