The lightning and thunder are at his command
His hand holding a spinning Mjolnir
Outside he looks like he is as calm as the eye of a hurricane
Reality was the true storm was raging inside
Thor (an acrostic poem)
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Loud (an acrostic poem)
Living life with the volume cranked to eleven
Obliterating reality around him
Until it is all just white noise in the background
Determined that his echo will be heard long after he was gone
Funny (an acrostic poem)
Furiously looking for the punchline
Underneath the dross of reality
Nothing there could tease an honest chuckle out of his lips
Nothing warmed his shivering cold soul
Yet his comedy gave the world what he could never have
Hear (an acrostic poem)
How could you abandon us in our need?
Every day we screamed your name and begged for deliverance.
And yet you did not answer our pleas for help and mercy.
Reality is you were never listening in the first place.
Head (an acrostic poem)
He danced along his mental landscape
Enjoying the infinite possibilities inside his mind
Allowing his imagination to go wild
Determined to escape the reality his meat brain was stuck in
Story (an acrostic poem)
Solid pieces of imagination
That are forced into reality through the writer’s skill and anxiety
Order forged out of the chaos of emotions
Released into the world to live or die upon the whims of readers
Yet likely the author will mourn either way
Break (an acrostic poem)
Been a long time since she had to bend that far
Reality was just that heavy upon her heart
Everything seemed like the worst of times
And all she wanted to do was somehow slip past to a light hearted moment
Knowing if she had to carry more then she would…
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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Down (an acrostic poem)
Don’t try to cheer me up
Oh you might think I would want that
When in reality I’m okay with being a bit blue
Now if you threw in ice cream….
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Sweet (an acrostic poem)
Saccharine dreams and ideals permeate her world
Winding her up into a sugar coma
Everything becomes a surreal new reality
Enabling dark pits and holes to grow in the enamel of her TV smile
That didn’t matter though, because the nothings told her so
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