Fog (an acrostic poem)

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Focus was impossible in his current cerebral state

Obscuring mental mists drifted along his eerily muffled mind

Giving up he went to bed hoping the dawning sun would burn off the gloomy gray

Winter (an acrostic poem)

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When Mother Nature’s dandruff flakes cover the hard gray-brown ground

It makes me want to give her a shampoo that would help with her scalp condition

Now you might think that I’m being uncaring and callous

True, but I think not letting her know about her problem perpetuates all the negative

Everyone would benefit from her doing a little bit of hygiene

Really, it would make head and shoulders of a difference

Soup (an acrostic poem)

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Slurping a liquid hug

On a cold gray dreary day

Uplifts her spirits, and she sighed contentedly

Perhaps she would be lucky and tomorrow be gloomy again

The Lesson (an 100 word story)

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Under a gloomy gray sky, she looked at the shattered pieces of her life strewn at her bleeding feet.  She stood there dumbfounded.  Everything was gone in mere moments!  She cried and almost just gave up, but…

Time kept moving.

Tears dried.

The sun crept out from behind the clouds.

She grabbed a broom and began to clean up the mess that had been her life and threw it away.  She kept a couple of small pieces to remind herself of the before times.  She then made a cup of tea and looked at the horizon.

The phoenix watched and learned.

Storm (an acrostic poem)

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Stabbing light slashed down from stone-gray clouds

The weather perfectly fit Patty’s mood as fat raindrops ravaged the arid soil

Outside nature threw one of her best temper tantrums

Reminding Patty of her last relationship when she finally broke it off

Men could be such whiners

Narrow (an acrostic poem)

Neal felt the walls come closer together the farther underground he went

As they constricted his movement, his breathing became more rapid

Restricting his vision to a narrow strip of darkness in front of him

Raspy sounds escaped his mouth as his breath became shallow

Obstinately he pushed on as his vision began to gray out

Wiggling free he took a deep breath and felt the freedom to the bottom of his lungs

 

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Lies Hurt (an acrostic poem)

Little white ones are okay

If you don’t want to bruise their feelings, right?

Even if you should be honest, face it

So many more times they edge towards they gray

 

Here is the true balancing act

Until you find where the white gets dirty

Really you are golden

Then you finally cross that line, and you did, didn’t you?

 

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Soil (an acrostic poem)

Some earth is rich and brown, ready for life to spring forth

Obviously this wasn’t that.  The war had across this dirt

It was ashen gray and crumbled in Jim’s hands

Looking at the ruined horizon, Jim knew he had to make it work, or else…

 

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