Compass (an acrostic poem)

Curt was looking for direction

Order out of the chaos surrounding his life

Maybe a change of scenery to give him a fresh perspective

Perhaps a new way of life altogether

As an answer to his prayers, the flashing lights pulled him over

Since that arrest warrant was still active

Soon he would have his wish



Daring (an acrostic poem)

Determining the odds was never Trevor’s strong suit

As he looked out over the gorge he regretted that short coming

Racing ahead was really his only choice now

Isabel and her people were right behind him

Nearing the edge of the gorge, his prayers were answered

Going over the edge, the twenty foot drop ended in a large splash