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

Reign (an acrostic poem)

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Reach for the crown and rip it off the previous owner’s decapitated head

Embrace the fact that it is your time to be the one

It can’t be hard as evidenced by the person you just dethroned

Go on.  Impose your will upon those below you that don’t know any better

Nothing can possibly go wrong now…

North (an acrostic conversation)

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Nothing to do now but go up on the map!”

Okay, but aren’t there polar bears up there?”

Really you would have to go pretty far to get to those.”

That still means there are a chance of polar bears.  I would rather go south.”

Have you seen how crazy penguins are?  No way!  Uh-uh!”

Contrast (an acrostic poem)

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Cold, cold logic sets fire to my imagination

Oblivious to the pain, I draw out tears of joy

Nothing can stop me but myself

That’s what makes creating so hard.  It’s destroying simple things

Reaching the basic elements and then building complex structures on them

Always digging deeper and climbing higher

Searching for the thing that is always with you

That is the war of the abstract and realism that defines me