Flash (an acrostic poem)

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Flickering lights were the first things he noticed as he awoke, dazed, confused, and hung over

Laying on the asphalt, he tried to roll off his back but found he couldn’t

As if he was stuck there by the hand of God, all he could see were

Strobing lights pulsating across the cloud-infested night sky

He began to cry when he heard his brother say, “Told you superglue would work.”

Ego (an acrostic poem)

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Everything was about him, and that was the long and short of it

God knew why she couldn’t get that through her diminutive pitiful mind

Of course it might have been because he never told her, but that was her problem

Buggy (an acrostic poem)

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Bounding the dunes without a care in the world

Under the glittering stars high above

Giving a middle finger to the rest of the jealous, stressful world

Going to do this forever and nothing was going to stop me

Yet that’s when the car’s computer crashed and left me stranded on the God-forsaken beach all alone

Flying (an acrostic poem)

Floating through the air

Laughing with unadulterated joy

Yielding finally to gravity, you fell

Into my waiting arms

Now you soar without me needing to catch you

God, I miss that job

 

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Stare (an acrostic poem)

Satan couldn’t tear his eyes from the sight as humanity struggled to stand

The fallen angel laughed with contempt, God’s image indeed

All they were was an afterthought of creation

Raised to shove home the lack of free will into the faces of the angelic hosts

Even now he hated that fact because that meant he was created to fail and fall

 

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Weeping (an acrostic poem)

When you left me I wondered how I could go on

Every drop of water from inside of me fought to come out

Eventually leaving me emotionally shriveled

Panting from such overwhelming thirst

I could almost see you there

Near enough, but so far away

God called you home way too soon

 

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Blessed (an acrostic poem)

Being all alone was hard on Mary

Losing Rachel at such a young age left a scar

Even after four years, Mary would return weekly to the grave site

Sharing her thoughts and dreams, troubles and victories

So much of her life was under that dirt

Everything just seemed so much harder

Daily though she thanked God for the chance to keep Rachel alive in her heart

 

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Light of the World (an acrostic poem)

Lifting the handle, Stephanie looked inside the box

It contained a whole lot of nothing

Giggling she closed it and looked at Timothy

How are you able to afford that?”  She asked

Timothy smiled, “I just saved up all the sun rays I could from the summer.”

 

Of course you did,” she said.  “I love it!  It’s just what I need.”

Forgetting he didn’t like physical contact, Stephanie gave him a huge hug

 

To her amazement

He didn’t push her away

Even pulled her closer

 

Well the moment was short lived

Or that’s how it felt to Stephanie

Releasing Timothy back into his own world she sighed inwardly

Loving someone like Timothy was easier than people thought

Didn’t this echo how God felt?