Erase (an acrostic poem)

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Ever want to get rid of memories

Reducing your mental and emotional load

All you need to do is…

Sorry, I can’t remember

Everything about the process seems to be missing from my brain

Thought (an acrostic poem)

Think, therefore I am was his favorite idiom

He held onto it with both hands, never letting it go

Others gave up and allowed themselves to become fleshy robots

Under the guise that the need for money was above all

Given that option himself, he rejected to play along

He kept generating new and different mental creations to escape their drudgery

That was why he was gone when they finally came to imprison him for his ideas

Snow (an acrostic poem)

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So much of the white stuff littered the ground that

No trace of anything else was in view

Obscuring the need to go anywhere else

While consuming hours moving it from one place to another

Carry On(an acrostic poem)

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Cupped hands holding all the ideas I had

And I am running to find the places they all need to be planted

Reaching my first destination, I try to plant just one idea

Really screw up and most tumble through my fingers to infertile ground. Devastating!

Yet after a period of mourning I rush on, and something miraculous happens. My hands refill!

Oh if I knew ideas would repopulate I would not have been so careful in the beginning

Now you know. Rush and let your ideas scatter, and wait to see what awesomeness grows!

Stuck (an acrostic conversation)

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So let me get this straight.  I need to stay with you”

That’s an understatement.  You need to get even closer than you are now.”

Until when exactly?”

Could be a real long time.  Depends on life. I can promise it won’t be boring, though”

Knowing you, I’m not surprised.  Okay, Reverend, I do.” 

Reset (an acrostic poem)

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Really need to define a new starting line

Enabling oneself to begin anew

So all the wanderings previously done are swept into the past

Excited to try again with the hope of fulfilling the quest this time

The learnings from the past are important, but sometimes you need a new genesis

Motor (an acrostic poem)

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Mary was always on the go.

Oblivious to sleep or the need for food.

The way she pushed herself was amazing to watch.

Of course, she could not keep this up forever.

Really it wasn’t surprising when she crashed and burned.