Charge (an acrostic poem)

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Currents in the air made the hairs on her arms stand. She looked up at the figure she knelt in front of

He placed his hands on her head and she felt an electric jolt.

Arise and know that you are now in my service, he said.

Reaching for her sword, he pulled it out of its sheath and sliced open his palm, spilling his blood.

Giving the bloodied blade to her, he finished, “Now go forth and avenge me and my family.”

Everything went white and when the light faded, the woman found herself in the graveyard, alone. 

Post (an acrostic poem)

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Putting words in where emotions feared to tread

Out into the world, unprotected, left to fly or flounder on their own

So every time I press that button and make something come alive on the web

That is the moment where I add a bit more to the universe and wait to hear what echoes back

Fear (an acrostic poem)

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Focusing on slowing her breath, she struggled to keep running.  They were getting closer.

Everything was a blur, from the initial attack to her jumping out the window.

And to think she had planned on getting hammered off her ass to forget her problems.

Really though, it was more fun trying to hunt those bastards down.  She could almost smell their…

Order (an acrostic poem)

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Out of the chaos, a need for organization grew stronger

Reaching for a list and some boxes, the war began

Dedicating time to the battle, slowly the chaos was pushed back

Except they never saw the betrayal that was about to happen

Right at the moment the house was set straight, they had twins and that’s when chaos won

Cold (an acrostic poem)

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Chill hung in the air and in her heart as she observed the frozen landscape.

Only fools and the desperate would be out in this mess.

Leaving her to wonder which one she was.  Maybe she was both.

Dead bodies weren’t going to hide themselves, though, so out into the tundra she skied.

Posh (an acrostic poem)

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Port slipped between his lips and played among his tastebuds

Out of a mere cask of oak and grapes came such complexity and contrast

Starboard tasted of sunkissed raspberries while the left side of his tongue sampled chocolate

Home might be where the love is, but for him, he wished to reside in this moment

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…

Soar (an acrostic poem)

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She flew through his mind causing his thoughts to race after her

Over and over she escaped his grasp, swooping just out of reach

All he could do was keep trying, but in the end, he gave up and watched

Realizing she was forever not obtainable, but forever in his thoughts, she would…

Cold (an acrostic poem)

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Chilled to her bones, she tried to finish her typing, listening to the percussive clatter of the keys

Only the chattering wasn’t just the keyboard, but her teeth beat a duet with her fingers

Leaving her to wonder if the furnace was ever going to kick in

Didn’t remember she had placed a hold on it so no heat came for a long time

Tart (an acrostic poem)

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The sour taste in his mouth made him spit

All he had to rinse it out was more bitterness

Reaching for a lemon sounded sweeter than what he was experiencing

That’s why it even surprised him when he told his wife, “This is delicious, dear”.