Paradise (an acrostic poem)

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Putting my toes in the ocean with the wind in my hair and the heavy scent of salt in the air

And if not then a crystal clear lake with cabins and joy all around

Rural roads with mile upon mile of fresh blacktop and not a car in sight

A strong wind during twilight bringing the fresh smell of a coming storm

Dark night under the stars, friends to either side sharing stories and jokes

Icy cold in contrast to a bright sun reflecting off a virgin snowfall

Surreally painted skies at the beach, good tunes on the radio, watching the sun sink slowly off stage west

Everyone should occasionally go to their special place to recharge their soul in their own …

Stone (an acrostic conversation)

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“Some heavy rocks you’ve got there.”

“Thanks, I’ve been growing them all my life.”

“Okay… growing rocks? Never heard of that.”

“No kidding?  It’s all the rage.  Ever heard of Stonehenge?”

“Everyone has… Wait, now that makes sense!”

Weight (an acrostic poem)

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What seemed so light moments before threatened to pull her down into the depths of despair

Every time it happened it took so much strength to try to pick up the pieces and try to move on

It was no use. She broke.

Giving way to the gravity of it all, she sunk to the floor

Her eyes teared up, the heavy drops of water falling

They were children!

Heft (an acrostic poem)

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Heavy thoughts weighed her down

Entrapping here emotions in a depressive black hole

Finding herself unable to escape its impetuous gravitational pull

That was until she finally drank her coffee

Gravity (an acrostic poem)

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Given how much it meant to her, this failure left her soul feeling heavy

Reason told her this time wasn’t any different then the million times before

And she knew she should let go of that emotional weight

Vanity wouldn’t let that happen, though

It kept her rooted firmly on the ground

That pressure to beat Sisyphus by pushing up her metaphorical boulder

Yielded the same result.  She never left her personal black hole

Angle (an acrostic conversation)

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“And that’s when I asked about his heavy drinking past”

“Now that’s a new one.  I never knew he did that.”

“Gonna confess, he doesn’t have one”

“Let me get this right, you asked someone about a past you know they didn’t have?”

“Everyone has a ghost, I just picked the wrong haunted house.”

Mass (an acrostic poem)

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Maybe she should have gone to church more often

Any time things got rough she would break down and go

So now here she was, talking to the priest about her cancer

Sometimes it helps to find someone to help to with the heavy lifting

Break (an acrostic poem)

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Been a long time since she had to bend that far

Reality was just that heavy upon her heart

Everything seemed like the worst of times

And all she wanted to do was somehow slip past to a light hearted moment

Knowing if she had to carry more then she would…

Dragon (an acrostic poem)

Darwin hefted his heavy crossbow and took aim

Randy was distracting the wyrm with his stupid antics

Allowing Darwin a chance to strike the killing blow

Got to hit it through the eye and into the brainpan

One in a million shot, even at the best of times, but Darwin knew he was better than that

Never counted on the beast blinking.  Darwin never felt the flames

 

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