Radio (an acrostic poem)


Rock ‘n roll blaring out the speakers

As her convertible rattled down the old dirt road

Determined to enjoy one of the last warm fall days they sang along

If her and her girlfriend were off key, they didn’t care

Only thing that mattered was what song was next

Shenanigans (an acrostic poem)

Supposedly you say you love me

However the facts don’t lie

Every time I call you it goes to voicemail

Not once have you called me back

As if you don’t even know me

Now we both know that is impossible

I am always there for you

Giving you my everything, but you don’t say boo

All this time singing in my ear from every radio

“Never let me go.”  Well I don’t think you mean it

So now I’m calling….