Scrape (an acrostic poem)

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She scooped out the contents of her soon-to-be jack-o-lantern

Copious amounts of sticky wet goop went plop as it was deposited into the garbage

Releasing a scent that wasn’t as fowl as she had anticipated as the knife cleaned the sides

After a bit more grunt work, the task was finished

Putting her candle inside, the glow from the eyes and mouth gave the room a ghoulish glow

Emmet said he never used his head, so she was happy to use it for him

Forget (an acrostic poem)

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Finding memories strewn along the river of life

Only they were not yours, but do you really care?

Remembering things that were almost true, but with a twist

Generating new recollections resonating inside your head

Echoing emotional reverberations

That fade to black as you wake up and begin to …

Slice (an acrostic poem)

She held the knife in two hands like a samurai sword.

Looking at the watermelon, her sworn enemy, she bowed her head.

It was going to be a battle to the death, but she didn’t feel like dying tonight!

Cutting deftly, the watermelon never had a chance and soon it was bleeding chunks on her counter.

Extremely happy with herself, she popped a piece in her mouth and spit out the seeds.

Gamble (an acrostic poem)

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Giving a toss of the dice, he closed his eyes

And projected the vision he needed as he heard them hit the table

Maybe if he truly believe, his luck would decide to work

But belief and seven bucks would buy him a venti latte at Starbucks

Looking at the pips he shook his head dejectedly. He’d have to go to work tomorrow

Except it wasn’t time to leave yet. He pulled out the last of his bankroll

Circus (an acrostic poem)

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Clowns paraded and danced in front of her.

It would have been funny if she didn’t know the truth.

Reality was they were the keys to her success.

Committed to helping her cross the threshold into stardom.

Until that very moment, she had believed that this would all work, but now?

So when they pointed at the cannon, she shook her head and backed away.

Quest (an acrostic poem)

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Quitting the task had never crossed his mind

Unless you counted when he woke up, most of the time during the day, and just before sleeping

Every moment he thought about stopping he somehow found the will to finish it

So when that music in his head announced he was finally done, he let out a sigh of relief

That was short-lived since he realized all he had been doing was just a side…

Soul (an acrostic poem)

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Sold that ratty old thing on the black market

Of course they didn’t realize what they were getting

Until they took possession.  Buyers beware.

Leaving my red haired head, cracked halo, and broken black wings one PlayStation 5 richer.

Plunger (an acrostic poem)

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Penelope looked at her kids and shook her head

Loving them was usually so easy, even if they were little witches

Until they broke something.  This time it was the toilet

Now she needed to put on her rubber gloves and pull out her weapon of choice

Going into the bathroom, she stopped in her tracks for a second

Everything was covered!

Readying for her weapon, she battled the summoned demon back down the bowl and flushed.

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

Pale (an acrostic poem)

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Perhaps he was a vampire

As that would explain his white, almost translucent complexion

Loved the sun, but always had to be covered from head to toe

Even moonlight seemed to burn