You bore me like no other person
And it’s amazing I can stay awake when we are in the same room
When you open your mouth, my mind shuts off immediately
Now if you weren’t my physics professor, I wouldn’t care…
Yawn (an acrostic poem)
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Ponder (an acrostic poem)
Perhaps you should sit quietly and think about what if…
Or at least open your mind to the possibilities
Now that you see what is available, you can take action
Determine how to make the changes needed to get there
Everything action leading to the next, but…
Remember all that action stems from the moments of silence.
Billion (an acrostic poem)
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Big numbers eventually become small
If you zoom out far enough
Leaving the sense of wonder behind
Like when you’re little, 100 was so big, then a thousand
It boggles the mind at how small those numbers are now
Only by adding zeroes can the awe be added back in
Now what is a big number for you?
Interested? (a 100 word story opening)
Someone once said that even the villain is the hero of their own story. Yeah, that’s a bunch of…
Sorry. I’m not usually that crass. I prefer to be in control. Total control. That’s why I am leaving this recording. I don’t want myopic historians researching me to think I was lucky or a bumbling opportunist. This will be the witness to my greatness, especially since no one else is capable of fully comprehending what I am about to do without me helping by giving you this simplified commentary. Sit back and marvel at the mind of an unmitigated genius.
Petite (an acrostic poem)
Perhaps short was not quite the right word
Even diminutive didn’t fit her stature
There was so much crammed in that tiny package
It boggled his mind as he lay there
The fact that she graced him with a slight smug smile made his heart flutter
Even as his jaw throbbed from her uppercut
Wisp (an acrostic poem)
Winding through the dark recesses of my mind
I follow the glimmer of an idea as it floats just out of reach
So I shouldn’t have been surprised when I fell into a mental swamp
Pushing me under the murky surface to drown in the fetid cerebral sludge
Impossible (an acrostic poem)
It might look like things are at their darkest.
Makes picking up your burdens and trying again seems pointless.
Perhaps even preposterous.
Oh, don’t lose faith in yourself.
So many things are doable once you put your mind to it.
Strive to find little successes and chain them in a row.
It matters seeing those breadcrumbs of progress.
Believe that you can climb out of the dark depths.
Lift yourself one bit at a time.
Eventually you will feel the sun of triumph on your face.
Head (an acrostic poem)
He danced along his mental landscape
Enjoying the infinite possibilities inside his mind
Allowing his imagination to go wild
Determined to escape the reality his meat brain was stuck in
Wisp (an acrostic poem)
Writing ephemeral stories
If I could just get a grasp on them
So I am not surprised when they slip away
Pulling me farther into my mind’s swamp
Grace (an acrostic poem)
Give yourself a little space today
Realize that you are not perfect
And that no one in their right mind should expect that from you
Care for yourself and give yourself a huge mental hug
Everything might not be okay, but you can still grant yourself a little…
