Daft (an acrostic poem)

Doomed to repeat the same mistake

Anton kept pushing his boulder up his hill

Fountain pen on paper, he began the poem once again

Though he might be insane, tonight he might have a new outcome

 

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Weakness (an acrostic poem)

Weeping muscles wailed at their fate

Every ounce of her being willed the boulder up the hill

Almost there she felt it slip away.  She sunk to his quivering knees

Knowing she had failed once again and the stone awaited her below

Now she could be smart and try a different tact

Every other route was open to her

Still, she trudged back down to gather up her burden

She was determined not to show…

 

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