Chaos (an acrostic poem)

Cacophony of past and future ideas

Hoarded on every flat surface of her office

A dizzying architecture of paperwork, books, and coffee mugs littered the officescape

Organized by randomness and curated by wild pixies

Still, she found the correct form in less than twenty seconds

 

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Fire (an acrostic poem)

Focusing on growing as bright as possible

Instilling wonder and fear at its randomness

Reaching towards the stars above

Engulfing the very hand that feeds it

Here’s To You (a 100 word soliloquy)

Sometimes I have to open a cold one, sit on my porch, and watch the entropy of the universe increase.  People every day try to bring order to the ever increasing chaos that is life.  That energy has to come from the blood, sweat, and tears of people who care.  All that energy is consumed, making a small bubble of stability, but adds to the randomness overall.  We all are fighting a losing battle, no matter what we do, and how much we want it to be different.  So I offer a toast.   Here’s to you, entropy.  Here’s to you.