Ice (an acrostic poem)

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It was so cold outside, but he preferred to be out here shivering in physical misery

Cause she was inside

Eventually, he would have to go back in and suffer the emotional frostbite.

Post (an acrostic poem)

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Putting a piece of yourself out into the digital world

Organizing a public persona that the private one hides behind

Still, some of the private part leaks through the online words and pictures

That’s the good/bad of social media.

Patch (an acrostic poem)

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Perhaps he should just conform to the pirates’ code

And just wear the basic black

That would make things so much easier

Considering how much he loved to stand out, though

He put back on the rhinestone studded one, even though it hurt because it looked fabulous!

Style (an acrostic poem)

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Stripes of red and yellow paired with polka dots

That were purple and orange

Yelled out loud that she had entered the room

Leaving no doubt in her confident defiance of the norms

Everyone envied Grandma’s audacity

Yarn (an acrostic poem)

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You think he memorizes his stories?

All of them are made up right on the spot

Really, he takes a seed of truth and plants it in his imagination

Now his voice waters that seed and out of that grows amazing

Spoons (an acrostic poem)

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So far much can you handle today?

Perhaps it is one or two more than yesterday

Or maybe it is a half dozen less

Or maybe you threw them all in the wash and need to sit out a bit

Nobody can tell you how many you have at your disposal

So do what you can and know that it’s okay

Exit (an acrostic poem)

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Every nerve in her body screamed get the hell out!

Xenon lights flashing DANGER filled her subconscious.

It was time to get up and get out EXCEPT her boy was in there somewhere.

That’s why she gripped her sword tighter as she threw open the door.