Chef (an acrostic poem)

Cooking the lights out every night was her goal in life

Harvesting awesome flavors from every ingredient she touched

Extreme foodies would travel from halfway around the world to sample her dishes

Focusing on that dream, the six-year-old watched her mom boil water

Sample (an acrostic conversation)

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“So I want to try it before I buy”

“As if! That’s not how this works, Honey.”

“Maybe not usually, but I want to make sure I like it before my purchase.”

“Please! Look. What is there not to like? I promise it will be mind-blowing.”

“Let me just try it for a short little bit. You know they say the customer’s always right.”

“Everyone’s a comedian. Instead of the job you asked for, why don’t you blow off!”

Mean (an acrostic poem)

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Maybe being average isn’t that bad after all

Everyone is a large sample size

And it means you did better than half of them

Now just ignore the fact that half the population is better than you

Blend (an acrostic poem)

Black beans poured out of the roaster, their scent filling the small room

Looking at her handiwork, Livia scooped up a sample

Every bean was slightly cracked and glistened with flavorful oils

Now that she was done, it was time for her to get a drink

Doing this kind of work usually made her thirsty for some reason

 

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