Spirit (an acrostic poem)

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She looked into the night sky and pondered her place.

Perhaps she was just a gathering of dust on a rocky mote flying through emptiness.

It made her feel small and insignificant,

Refuse of exploded suns long since forgotten in the cosmic background.

If that was it, well, that was still pretty cool.

The fact that her ancestors were ancient suns lightened her soul, and her smile lit up the night.

Share (an acrostic conversation)

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“So I shouldn’t contribute by telling them about my latest bowel movement?”

“How should I parcel out this… No!”

“And why not.  They showed interest by asking.  I was being honest.”

“Really people don’t care about your experience when they ask that.  They are just being polite”

“Evidently so, but I refuse to capitulate to your norms.  I was brought up to…”

Trash (an acrostic poem)

The rubbish he was writing piled up around him

Rambling ideas clashing with the other balderdash

Any semblance to story was pure happenstance

So when he was just about to throw the refuse away

He stumbled onto what he was going to write.

 

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