Melody (an acrostic poem)

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Memorizing the music of her curves

Every note a drop of impeccable beauty

Luscious harmonics vibrating his very soul

Overtones causing emotions vivid and deep

Desire sang back with a trumpet fanfare devolving into kettle drums calling his hormones to battle

Yet her smile brought the whole orchestra to a halt except for a single flute, and that’s when he knew he was in love

Club (an acrostic poem)

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Can’t hear the person next to you even though they are shouting into your ear

Loud doesn’t start to describe the thump of the speakers

Under that audio assault, your body has no choice but to move to the beat

Becoming yet another cog in the music box machine

Quest (an acrostic poem)

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Quitting the task had never crossed his mind

Unless you counted when he woke up, most of the time during the day, and just before sleeping

Every moment he thought about stopping he somehow found the will to finish it

So when that music in his head announced he was finally done, he let out a sigh of relief

That was short-lived since he realized all he had been doing was just a side…

Sphere (an acrostic poem)

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Suns spun in their gravitational dance around the galaxy

Planets pulled around and around each of those hot balls of nuclear fire

How amazing it was that the cosmic dance continued since time eternal

Every clear night she looked up at the dancers above

Reveling in the opportunity to study the performance

Embracing the challenge of cyphering out the music

She loved astrophysics

Tone (an acrostic poem)

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The music began with a low, moody, ominous bass part.

On screen, lightning played among the far hills.

Nobody seemed to have a plan as to how to stop the zombie invasion.

Except one!  She pulled out her phone and that is what cued the Bollywood style dance-off!

Tuna (an acrostic poem)

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The fish swarmed the small net.

Until that moment, Charlie was not that popular of a fish

Now they were Charlie’s army.  They swarmed in and swam with all their might

And the net snapped, allowing all of them to carry off Charlie as the music swelled

Music (an acrostic poem)

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Making passionate love to my soul

Under the vibrating cones of the massive speakers

Sound crashing out in waves and washing over me

It transports me to a place of tranquility

Carrying the problems of the world away for a small bit of time

Concert (an acrostic poem)

Conducting the music of her life

Olivia is quite the maestro

Never missing an up beat

Crescendoing past anything life threw at her

Everything is so legato under her masterful baton

Retarding to a stately pace when it was time to rest

The angels give her a standing ovation in her dreams

 

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Cracked (an acrostic poem)

Cool façade in place, she entered the bar

Raucous music assaulted her ears, but her eyes never waivered

Ahead was the bar, and he was at the end of it

Cozying up behind him, she inhaled his musk one last time before she struck

Killing him might have been extreme, but he deserved it

Everyone screamed, but they were drowned out by the music

Downing her pill, she joined him for eternity

 

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Pause (an acrostic poem)

Perhaps it was time to just quit

Amber decided that didn’t feel right

Unless she really wanted to give up, and that wasn’t her

So she put the saxophone away and folded up her music stand

Eleven minutes of practice still counted for something.  There was always tomorrow

 

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