Prime (an acrostic poem)

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Putting all her chips on lucky thirteen.

Roulette rewarded the three to five people who carried luck in their back pocket.

It made one wonder if they were a part of that club.

Maybe it was too much to count on since her skirt didn’t even have a front pocket, much less two.

Eventually, the ball landed on eleven, ending her night.  Time to hit the buffet and eat some of that beef.

Structure (an acrostic poem)

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Steel girders littered the broken skyline

That the wind howled through

Reaching for her shotgun, Lily watched for the Others

Until she was locked away in her hidey-hole

Couldn’t be too careful ever since the Others had landed

The war for Earth had been devastating to both sides until the Truce

Under that, no new Other could come planetside

Relying on those already here to finish the job without destroying what was left of the planet

Except now no one knew who was winning anymore

Lava (an acrostic poem)

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Liquid rock sprinkles fell down from above

And where it landed, flames erupted

Voluminous black smoke billowed skyward

Ash rained for miles, drenching the earth in foulness

Renew (an acrostic poem)

Releasing a string of curses

Everything was going wrong

Now he looked at the ball as it began to fall

Eventually, the world would know his incompetence

When the ball landed one second early

 

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