Sleep (an acrostic poem)

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Soundlessly floating among clouds of thought

Leaping from one random thing to the next, but trying to create a narrative

Eventually to his sleep-addled brain, it all made sense

Everything a flow of deranged circumstances distilled into a crazy story

Pushing slumber back into consciousness, the construct fades, but the emotional memory remains

Pit (an acrostic poem)

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Perhaps he should have been more careful in choosing the path he took

It would have made sense because there are dangers all around

That’s why it didn’t surprise him when he took one step too far and fell into the…

Lumber (an acrostic poem)

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Log after log swung off the truck and onto the mud

Under a gray sky that threatened snow any day now

Maybe she would have time to get this cabin built, but it would be close, too close.

Before she had moved out here, all she knew was the stuff you got from Home Depot or Lowes

Every day in this wilderness ingrained into her a sense of place, a sense of nature

Reaching for the first log with her backhoe, she eased her future over the foundation wall. Time to build her future.

Sad (an acrostic poem)

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Suddenly the color leached from the world around him

And nothing seemed to make sense

Depression is a bitch

*Not autobiographical

Bytes (an acrostic poem)

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But what do you mean it won’t compile?

You told me to put that bracket there!

This makes no sense.  Why don’t you do what I told you to?

Except you are doing so and that’s why it doesn’t work?

Sometimes programming really …

Dread (an acrostic poem)

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Don’t fear the reaper was a phrase that didn’t make sense

Reaper represented death, the end, that’s all folks

Everyone should be fearful.  They should be scared witless.

And that’s why he was so confused at the moment

Didn’t these people understand he was the real thing, especially on Halloween?

Stone (an acrostic conversation)

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“Some heavy rocks you’ve got there.”

“Thanks, I’ve been growing them all my life.”

“Okay… growing rocks? Never heard of that.”

“No kidding?  It’s all the rage.  Ever heard of Stonehenge?”

“Everyone has… Wait, now that makes sense!”

Sense (an acrostic poem)

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She smelled easy money in the air

Everyone was all beer, pizza, and Buffalo winged out.

Now she felt it was time for her to execute her plan while they were in the drunken gluttony afterglow

So fellas, listen up. What do you say we have a little side wager on the game?

Everyone agreed. Two hours later she was seen five hundred dollars richer

Leak (an acrostic poem)

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Losing his sanity drop by drop

Every little bit oozing out

As he tried to make sense of his Facebook feed

Knowing he should avoid the memes

Perfume (an acrostic poem)

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Putting globules of memories into the air

Enabling the scent of the past to permeate the world

Rose and citrus mixed with grandma and the lake

Funny how smell is the sense that triggers all this

Urging us to remember

Molding the moment into something nostalgic

Except when it causes us to sneeze