Nervous (an acrostic poem)

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Never sang in front of more than a couple dozen people before

Evert could feel his legs try to quiver with just the mere thought of the packed concert hall

Ready and waiting for him to come on stage and open his mouth to let those songs free

Vivian smiled warmly as she straitened his collar.  “You’ve got this.”

Oh, he got something all right.  Got to go to the bathroom that is.

Under the harsh bathroom light, he looked himself in the eye and thought..

So what was it going to be?  That’s when he threw up.

Pressure (an acrostic poem)

Pushing past the limits of her endurance

Rita kept ratcheting up the tension in her muscles

Everything was on the line this time

Success and she was set for life

Slip up and she would be homeless and broken

Urging her body to give her just a little more

Rita growled as she felt her opponent quiver

Everything after that happened so fast she didn’t know how to react

 

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Untied (an acrostic poem)

Useless fingers, frozen from the cold, tried to grasp the laces

Nothing was going right.  The cold was so bitter, the snow so deep

Then there were the noises in the dark.  The sniffs and pants from furry four legs

It made his spine quiver.  He took a step and pulled his foot out of the boot

Even though his foot was half frozen, when it crashed into the snow the chill exploded

Daylight found the boot alone in crimson snow

 

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