Civil (an acrostic poem)

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Chivalry seemed to be such an outdated idea

It meant treating everyone with respect

Vance always added “that they deserve” to the end of that phrase

It was the motto by which he lived his life

Leaving him the moral ground to do what he pleased, and he did so

Loose (an acrostic poem)

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Lefty kept hanging around Ryan

Orbiting without a reason, leaving Ryan

Ornery and wishing a comet would crash into Lefty

Sending Lefty into deep space

Eventually finding another person’s gravity well

Chain (an acrostic Poem)

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Connecting the dots ways always the easy part

Hard part was then making the dominoes fall in order

As so many factors had to be juggled for the Rube Goldberg plan to work

It was almost something straight from a summer blockbuster

Not that he had to worry about.  The first link broke leaving him dreaming of what might have been

Clash (an acrostic poem)

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Crashing together in mortal combat

Leaving corpses in our wake

As we fight towards the gates of Hell

Soon we are against those blackened iron spikes

Here we will make our eternal stand

Splat (an acrostic poem)

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Shooting ideas onto the whiteboard

Plastering it with colorful words and diagrams

Leaving a chaotic schematic of creativity

And yet this work of art is unfinished

That’s why it is a blessing when it is erased, left waiting for the next time

Collide (an acrostic poem)

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Coming violently together was their usual M.O.

Obliterating everyone and everything around them with such a release of energy

Love contains almost limitless potential energy waiting to be continuously released, but…

Lust was a poor substitute with so many limits

It would be expended so quickly in a blink of an eye

Deforming each of their spirits, leaving permanent dents therein

Eventually becoming as cold as the void that remained.

Vessel (an acrostic poem)

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Vehicle for fluids is raised for another toast

Enables waking dreams as you stumble being possessed

Sometimes you can host a multitude of different spirits simultaneously

Such as wine, beer, and hard liquors

Enough visitors that you reach your max occupancy limit, and you’re forced outside your body

Leaving you empty and full of yourself at the same time

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

Solve (an acrostic poem)

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So many questions that need answers found

Only each of those answers spawn more crunchy questions

Leaving the circle of knowledge ever turning

Valuable as that cycle is, sometimes you just want to find an end

Especially when it come to taking an exam

Style (an acrostic poem)

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Stripes of red and yellow paired with polka dots

That were purple and orange

Yelled out loud that she had entered the room

Leaving no doubt in her confident defiance of the norms

Everyone envied Grandma’s audacity