Blue (an acrostic poem)

Being melancholy is the new normal

Living under azure skies sure doesn’t seem to help

Uttering profanities as I try to decipher how to get out of it

Even though I don’t have a clue

 

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Space Travel (an acrostic poem)

Stars stare without blinking

Putting me ill at ease as I float here

And wonder if I will ever feel solid ground beneath my feet again

Can’t believe those brilliant blue skies are so long gone

Everything out there is so black

 

To be an interstellar adventurer

Really should be so much more exciting

And it was two years ago, but now?

Viewing the infinite from inside my craft

Everything just seems so small and too large at the same time

Leaving me to wonder why I booked this flight

 

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Snow (an acrostic poem)

Slip sliding along the sidewalk

Noting each cloud I exhale

Overcast skies drop huge flakes on my tongue

Winter has decided to play with me

 

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