Chill (an acrostic poem)

 

Cold hands touched his back

He couldn’t help himself.  He flinched.

It broke the moment, and after an awkward pause she left

Leaving him alone with only half his plans for the night

Luckily Netflix wasn’t as judgey

 

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Grateful (an acrostic poem)

Giving thanks is an everyday event

Really it should be moment to moment

At least we set a day aside to remind us to do so

Tempering the hectic pace of life

Enabling friends and family a moment to pause

For every day is truly a gift, each sunrise a blessing

Until that sun doesn’t rise for you anymore

Long may you live and be …

 

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Pause (an acrostic poem)

Perhaps it was time to just quit

Amber decided that didn’t feel right

Unless she really wanted to give up, and that wasn’t her

So she put the saxophone away and folded up her music stand

Eleven minutes of practice still counted for something.  There was always tomorrow

 

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