Flame (an acrostic poem)

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Fire climbing high into the sky

Lighting her eyes in a way that was magical

And the image made his heart skip a beat

Maybe that’s why it didn’t hurt as much

Even as the knife plunged deep into his chest

Soup (an acrostic poem)

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Slurping the yummy broth made her taste buds dance

Oregano and tomato played the bass notes

Under the delightful melody of lemon zest high notes

Pasta applying the percussion on her tongue

Shine (an acrostic poem)

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Stars do their ballet dance

High above her head

It gives her goosebumps

Nighttime performances like this were awe inspiring

Especially as some performers blazed across the stage

Angels (an acrostic poem)

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After the bell rang, Clarice looked behind her.

No wings yet, but she kept her head held high.

Getting them would mean she hade made it

Everything came down to that moment in her life

Looking at the program she smiled and settled back

So many more chances as the handbells started their next song

Above (an acrostic poem)

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All he wanted was to be at the top of the mountain

Being able to show his superiority to those below him

Only those he wanted to bow to him didn’t see him that way

Vowing that he was nothing but a balloon filled with ego and hot air

Even though that hurt him, he laughed.  That hot air and ego allowed him to float up high.

Shoe (an acrostic poem)

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So many options to pick from, Dan pondered his choices

High tops, cowboy boots, moccasins, loafers

Or sandals, flip-flops, or maybe his purple Crocs

Eveline slipped on her sensible clack flats and left. 

She wasn’t going to be late to the party.  Men!

Peaks (an acrostic poem)

 

Push yourself all the way up to the summit.

Enjoy the view from being on top of the world

And in that moment, realize that all the work was worth it

Keep that high in your heart no matter how low you find yourself later on.

So you know you can do that climb again.  You have proof.

 

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Ladder (an acrostic poem)

 

Leaving the ground behind one step at a time

As I climb higher and higher into the sky

Don’t look down though

Don’t ever look down.  That my knees will knock

Eventually, I stop and wonder how high I have gone

Realizing I was only three rungs up.

 

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