Tribe (an acrostic poem)

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They were always looking for a place to settle down in

Running was so tiring, and the souls of their shoes were getting holey

It would start with that awkward silence that announced the countdown to launch

But this time there was no moment of quiet in the cacophony of laughter

Everyone deserves to find where their weird is the normal, and that’s how they knew they found their people, their…

Gap (an acrostic poem)

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Getting through the tight squeeze called life was always a challenge

As her whole existence had been between a rock and a hard place

Perhaps that’s why she was able to surprise them when she cracked her world and began to fly

Dive (an acrostic poem)

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Dirt on the floor intermingled with peanut shells and spilled stale beer

It gave this old run-down bar a certain je ne sais quoi

Vacuuming up those plummeting through the floor of their lives

Enabling them a place to splash down while mumbling “Bottom’s up.”

Hear (an acrostic poem)

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How could you abandon us in our need?

Every day we screamed your name and begged for deliverance.

And yet you did not answer our pleas for help and mercy.

Reality is you were never listening in the first place.

Hygge (an acrostic poem)

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Hearth is happily crackling, telling a tale of mirth

Yielding a soft warm glow into the room

Gifting a cozy sense of calm and comfort

Grafting the coming season to your soul

Entombing negative feelings for another time, another place

Serendipity (an acrostic poem)

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Sometimes it’s those flukes of luck that change the world

Everyone thinks it is greatness, but so much is being in the right place at the right time

Realizing that you are in that moment for a reason

Engaging in what needs to be done to create your new normal

Now sometimes it is pure happenstance

Dumb luck if you will

It can be such a blessing

Perhaps it was more than that, though

It was a break waiting for you to come along to happen

That you were, for that moment in time, the chosen one

You just need to accept the honor

Music (an acrostic poem)

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Making passionate love to my soul

Under the vibrating cones of the massive speakers

Sound crashing out in waves and washing over me

It transports me to a place of tranquility

Carrying the problems of the world away for a small bit of time

Hide (an acrostic poem)

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Hoping they wouldn’t find you as you snuck into the graveyard.

It might be foolish to go there during a zombie apocalypse, but…

Days had gone by since it had started.  This might be the safest place.

Except you didn’t expect there would be late risers!

Rocket (an acrostic poem)

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Racing up through the atmosphere

On a giant plume of flame

Carrying a massive amount of explosive materials

Knowing a single spark in the wrong place could be disastrous

Ending everything in the blink of an eye

That view though, once the blue sky faded, always made it worth it

Jungle (an acrostic poem)

 

.Justice in this place seems to be defined by who can eat whom

Under the veneer of what some call civilization

Now I know how to fight to get what is mine

Given that we could just clearcut this place and set up something better

Looks like we are stuck in this humid hell at each other’s throats

Even as we all sing, “Welcome to the …”

 

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