Prime (an acrostic poem)

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Putting all her chips on lucky thirteen.

Roulette rewarded the three to five people who carried luck in their back pocket.

It made one wonder if they were a part of that club.

Maybe it was too much to count on since her skirt didn’t even have a front pocket, much less two.

Eventually, the ball landed on eleven, ending her night.  Time to hit the buffet and eat some of that beef.

Phone (an acrostic poem)

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Perhaps the most antiquated name for such a modern device

Here is a pocket supercomputer

Or a way to send text messages around the globe in a blink of an eye

No one thinks its primary function is to hold a voice conversation anymore

Everyone keeps it on silent and never answers anyway

Bowl (an acrostic poem)

 

Balls doing acrobatics down the hardwood lanes

Outside the second arrow trying to find the pocket

When in reality my ball does what it wants

Leaving me more pins than I can spare.

 

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Quest (an acrostic poem)

Quinton checked his watch

Ursula should be walking her dogs by in two minutes

Everything led to this moment in space and time

Stepping up behind her, he slipped the package into Ursula’s pocket

That was worth the experience points