Blast (an acrostic poem)

Bombs went off in his head when Lindsey announced she was pregnant

Liam was blown away.  “How could that have happened?”

And that caused Lindsey to explode into laughter.

So now you want to know how babies are made?  That’s a riot!”

The roar of blood rushing to his head was the last thing he heard before he passed out.



Hungry (an acrostic poem)

He looked at her through the window of the restaurant

Until then he had been satisfied with his life

Now he knew he wanted something more

Given the sight of her, he could feel his appetite arise with a roar

Reaching for the door, he almost opened it

Yet he looked at the ring on his hand and realized he would be fed when he got home