Keen (an acrostic poem)

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Knife was sharp, elbows were out, nose broken

Everything screamed danger to those around him

Everyone scrambled to get away, but they didn’t need to  

No one, including him, noticed that his shoelaces were tied together

Clogged (an acrostic poem)

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Clutter rampaged across his mental landscape

Leaving a mess of chaos that scrambled his thoughts

Old ideas mixed with current observations and new connections

Giving him no chance to respond to her questions

Grimacing all he could do was shrug his shoulders

Everything he wanted to say tried to come out at the same time, allowing nothing to escape his lips

Distraught, he knew that job opportunity was lost

Find (an acrostic poem)

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Focusing on what he had lost stole all his spare time and consumed his happiness.

It left him starved for the nourishment that was “The Before”.

Now that she had come into his life, all that was scrambled.

Didn’t get back any spare time, but he was stuffed with happiness

Eggs (an acrostic poem)

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Everyone wants to know who came first

Gonna tell you, I know the true answer.  I wasn’t supposed to say a peep.

Give me a break!  My brain’s not scrambled.  This is no yolk!

So you want to bust my shell? Then I’m not telling you, so keep your nosey beak to yourself!