Emotion (an acrostic poem)

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Empathy was not something that came naturally

Math and logic were more comfortable

Only right now it wasn’t an option

The fact that she was crying

It meant there was a problem to solve

Only there was nothing that could be done at the moment

Now if the programmer could update my algorithm, maybe that would help

Wart (an acrostic conversation)

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What’s that at the end of your nose?”

Ah, that’s a wee bit of nothin’.”

Really now? I think you might be one of them thar witches.”

That’s so stereotypical, you bigot. Keep that up and I’ll turn you into a newt!”

Nest (an acrostic poem)

Nothing like home, that is such a true phrase

Except Bruce considered his house was just a collection of sticks

So it surprised no one when he one day just migrated away and never came back

The pair of swallows that moved in next enjoyed it so much more

Pain (an acrostic poem)

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Push your body past its self-imposed limits

And suffer the wrath of muscle, bone, and sinew

It can be mitigated by medication, but

Nothing will change what you feel, both short term and long, except for time.

Brain (an acrostic poem)

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Beating up her heart with blows of pure logic

Reality was there was no chance this was really love

Almost certainly it was just hormones and nothing more

It was a waste of time, and her resources were better used studying

Not that she could think of anything but the taste of his lips…

Bust (an acrostic poem)

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Building a tower of luck and lies she raised her bet

Understanding it was all or nothing now

She tapped for a card and held her breath

The dealer flipped a card and smiled sadly

Vine (an acrostic poem)

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Varicose veins climbed his legs like a trellis

It had purple blossoms of bruises to give that bit extra artistic something

Nothing he did seemed to help with the aches and pains

Except the thought of even at his age something of beauty was still growing within

Tiny (an acrostic poem)

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The enormity of the situation was not lost on Joy.

It made everyone around her pause and take notice of how bad it was getting

Nothing in her life had prepared her for what was to come

Yet the feel of her baby daughter’s hand wrapped around her finger gave her hope.

Fan (an acrostic poem)

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Forcing air to get its behind moving in front of the spinning tines

As the blades cut up the parts that lollygagged behind

Nothing will ever be the same ever again

Bonus poem:

Focused obsessively on the one-way relationship she had with Him

Always finding out of the way moments to try to finally be with Him

Now that restraining order will be a problem, but it won’t stop her love of Him