Gasp (an acrostic poem)

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Given how much he was startled

A sharp intake of breath was to be expected

So imagine their astonishment when that intake kept going and going…

Perhaps you shouldn’t surprise Kirby.

Spy (an acrostic conversation)

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“So, what is going on over there?”

“Perhaps it’s none of your business.”

“Yes, but I really want to see!”

Struggle (an acrostic emotional adventure)

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So many troubles were raining down on her

That she was soon soaked to her soul with all the consequences

Rising depression threatened to drown her as she stood there

Unless she figured out how to swim through the morass of her life

Giving up was always an option

Going under and never resurfacing again

Life would just go on for those around her

Except she knew that was a lie, so she began to tread water and searched for the safety of shore

Nine (an acrostic poem)

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Now what are we going to do?

I liked counting to ten

Now we can’t without bringing up the senseless cannibalistic murder

Evoking the horrific time when seven ate,,,

Sink (an acrostic poem)

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So you feel like you’re going to go under

Icy hands of doubt and self-loathing pulling you down into your personal abyss

No way should you just accept what is happening

Keep on treading water and keep looking for the shore.  You’ve got this!