Hop (an acrostic poem)

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How many bunnies would she see in the morning?

Or maybe baby chicks wandering the yard

Perhaps she would see neither, but their chocolate and jellybean relics will remain

Key (an acrostic poem)

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Knowing how to unlock his potential would have been ideal

Everyone could see that

Yet somehow he never found the …

Haze (an acrostic poem)

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How hard it was for him to see far into the distance

And that was the whole reason why he was there

Zany things were in the works, and he needed to know how it would pan out

Except the fortune teller was exclaiming that his future was pretty …

Prop (an acrostic conversation)

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“People are going to see right through this.”

“Really? All you need to do is smile and nod when talked to.”

“Others are going to think that’s weird behavior for a boyfriend.”

“People don’t care about you. I just need another bangle on my arm for decoration.”

Spy (an acrostic conversation)

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“So, what is going on over there?”

“Perhaps it’s none of your business.”

“Yes, but I really want to see!”

Blur (an acrostic poem)

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Blinking, trying to bring it into focus, but fails

Leaving the image muddy and obscured

Unable to clarify what was happening, she put on her glasses

Realizing that being old was the only thing she could see clearly in the morning

Odin (an acrostic poem)

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Only the Allfather could see all with one eye

Donning his broad hat instead of a crown

It might have made him look simple

Nothing could be further from the truth

Woods (an acrostic “groanversation”)

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“Where be the trees?  I cannot see them because of this forest!”

“Oy vey!  I should have known you would branch down that path.”

“Okay, I see your timber, but don’t worry.  I’m not going to leaf you there.”

“Don’t go farther.  My bark is worst than my bite and I am getting pretty hungry.”

“So I shouldn’t tell you about how thicket’s getting around here?”

Above (an acrostic poem)

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All he wanted was to be at the top of the mountain

Being able to show his superiority to those below him

Only those he wanted to bow to him didn’t see him that way

Vowing that he was nothing but a balloon filled with ego and hot air

Even though that hurt him, he laughed.  That hot air and ego allowed him to float up high.

Blind (an acrostic poem)

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Believe in what cannot be seen

Leave the mundane behind and fly with gossamer wings

Infuse your life with the magic around you

Nothing can really hold you back when you brace the impossible

Don’t hesitate and close your eyes and see