Dated (an acrostic conversation)

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Don’t ask her her age.  That would be so rude!”

As if.  This is a new age, old man.  Age is just a number now.”

That’s a bunch of bull, and you know it.  Ask it and be relegated to the dustbin of relationship history.”

Everything you say tells the universe how old you are.  What was it like to ride a triceratops?”

Don’t worry.  You’ll get to see for yourself when she slaps you so hard she sends you back in time.”

Green (an acrostic poem)

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Growing a new future out of a cold wintery past

Reaching for the bright blue sky

Energy from the sun beating down on the newly born leaves

Enticing them to soak in all that they could

Nurturing them to express their vitality in a multitude of shades of…

Secrets (an acrostic poem)

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She wanted to bare her essence, her soul

Embracing her truth before setting it free into the world

Cauterizing the cuts those words caused by her clutching them so desperately tight

Releasing them would allow so much healing to enter

Except she just couldn’t do it.  She screamed as she hugged them tighter

The idea of giving up her truth and being naked, of needing to find a new truth

She would be an open window, an empty container, a person without value, a woman without …

Begin (an acrostic poem)

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Been looking to start something else

Even though I have five hundred or so projects in the works.

Given all that, something new has caught my eye.

I wonder if I could squeeze it in if I sacrifice something else.

Nobody really needs to sleep, right?

Reflect (an acrostic poem)

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Reacting to a year full of memories overwhelmed her

Every insult and hurt brought tears to her eyes

Filling her with a sadness that threatened to overwhelm her

Letting loose a shuddering sob, she focused on the positives

Every hug and laugh filled her to overflowing with a happiness that leaked between the tears

Changing them to wet badges of joy

That lifted her spirit and gave her hope for the new year

Meal (an acrostic poem)

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Making food always made him feel both happy and sad.

Every morsel that left his kitchen was a love note to those who ordered it.

A loving response was an empty plate that came back, ready to be cleaned for a new missive.

Leaving food on the plate meant rejection and left him wondering what went wrong.

Noise (an acrostic poem)

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Notes played from the strings and brass floated

Over the timpani and xylophones being hammered at

It was then that the woodwinds began to wail

Sending each section into a race to match their bravado

Eventually, the conductor silenced them.  She knew the first day in an orchestra as new musicians could be… trying