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

Rodent (an acrostic poem)

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Rat race?  You want to talk to me about a rat race?

Ordinarily I would tell you to pick up your cheese and go home

Don’t understand why people like you poke your nose into these parts

Everyone should have a chance to escape the maze, sure. but

Not going to stop you from getting caught in the traps strewn about

That snap will be your early finish line.  Now that’s a rat race!

Giant (an acrostic poem)

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Go big or go home they always say

It made Stacie feel weird to be looking down at those around her

Admittedly most of her life she had been on the opposite end of that

Needing a stepstool to be eye to eye with their kneecaps

The fact she now stood on a mountain of money, well it made the view that much richer

Banana (an acrostic poem)

 

Be tropical, my friends, and call on Saint Belafonte

Allow me to give you a hand with your breakfast to go

Now I know you find me appealing

Ah, but I can be slippery when I’m underfoot

Now come, Mr. Tallyman

And tally me, ‘cause daylight come and I want to go home

 

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Snail (an acrostic poem)

 

Slipping along my day ever so slowly but

Never leaving home.  It leaves me a bit stir crazy

As if the weight of my world rides around on my shoulders

If I could just find a way to leave it all behind

Looking at that a second time, leaving it all would just leave me sluggish

 

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Frost (an acrostic poem)

Forging on down the path less traveled

Rarely has such a line struck home as tonight

Outside the sleet and freezing rain coats everything

So driving right now is crazy difficult

That the plow is on the more traveled path makes me regret my decision

 

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