Hair (an acrostic poem)

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He rubbed his bald head in frustration

All his follicles had rebelled so young

It made him wonder what he did to them to make them hate him

Really they just wanted to show off his head’s perfect shape

Shape (an acrostic poem)

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So he was happy with being a circle

He liked that better than being a square

And he loved all the food pyramid equally

Perhaps he should have used the heart attack as a stop sign, but…

Eventually it caught up to him, and he was placed in a rectangle box

Smith (an acrostic poem)

 

Selecting the right words to give strength to the tale

Managing to weld together sentences without seams

Intricate work with the hammer to make the whole thing take shape

Then quenching it with an editing pass to give it durability

How a writer forges stories from raw emotional stock

 

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Plot (an acrostic poem)

Potentially anything is possible

Leaving the author to sift through the infinite

Organizing the creative chaos

Till the story begins to take shape