Lumber (an acrostic poem)

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Log after log swung off the truck and onto the mud

Under a gray sky that threatened snow any day now

Maybe she would have time to get this cabin built, but it would be close, too close.

Before she had moved out here, all she knew was the stuff you got from Home Depot or Lowes

Every day in this wilderness ingrained into her a sense of place, a sense of nature

Reaching for the first log with her backhoe, she eased her future over the foundation wall. Time to build her future.

Flame (an acrostic poem)

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Fires roared through the house, consuming everything in their path
Leaving behind black charred remains of a lifetime together
All of those bits of the past turned to smoke as if an offering to a non-existent deity
Mumbling to himself, the former occupant of the home shuffled in his slippers down the street
Everyone would be worried about his dementia, but if he couldn’t have those memories, no one would.

Silly (an acrostic poem)

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So a neutron goes into a bar and asks, “How much for a beer?”  The bartender says, “For you, no charge.”

If your boss tells you to have a nice day, does that mean you can go home?

Looking for a bitter and sweet drink?  Try some Reali-tea.

Listen, singing in the shower is fun until you get soap in your mouth, then it becomes a soap opera.

You know what, I was going to tell you a time-traveling joke, but you didn’t like it.

Nest (an acrostic poem)

Nothing like home, that is such a true phrase

Except Bruce considered his house was just a collection of sticks

So it surprised no one when he one day just migrated away and never came back

The pair of swallows that moved in next enjoyed it so much more

Hovel (an acrostic poem)

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Home is home, but sometimes you just live in a place

Outside is allowed to get ragged, inside things are just left where they are

Vistas of unkept memories and mementos cast aside without a care

Eclipsing all hopes of doing something about it, to make it a livable space

Leaving you to wonder if it is just a condemned dwelling, or a wasted life

Crisps (an acrostic poem)

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Crunchy chips deliver their payload of salt and carbs

Rallying my taste buds into a feeding frenzy

It becomes an addictive craving that must be met

Soon the bag is consumed, and I look around

People at the grocery store are looking at me weirdly

So what you’re saying is should have waited till I got home?

The Talk (an acrostic conversation)

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There are times when a boy and a girl love each other.

Hey Dad, you don’t need to go there.

Every dad has to.  It’s an oath we give at the hospital before taking you home.

They were lying to you, Dad.  I’m all set.

And how would you know you are all set?

Look, do you want me to tell you what I know?

Kill me now!

Cinema (an acrostic poem)

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Composing art through words and images

Inspiring imagination and thought through deep story telling

Nobody is falling asleep in the dark, too much emotion and adrenaline

Everyone is mesmerized by what is happening on the big screen

Many will watch it again at home, but that collective theater experience is special

Allowing for a brief moment a community zeitgeist that can be transformative