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.

Yule (an acrostic inspiration?)

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Snow (an acrostic poem)

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So much of the white stuff littered the ground that

No trace of anything else was in view

Obscuring the need to go anywhere else

While consuming hours moving it from one place to another

Outpost (an acrostic poem)

Outside all was quiet except for that ever-present northern wind

Ugly clouds shouted that something bad was coming

That put Kristoff into an even more foul mood

Pulling duty in such a remote Nordic section of the kingdom was horrible

Observing his youth and career slowly blowing away in this wasteland was worse

So deep he was in his musings that he didn’t hear the twang of the released bowstring

The snow soon covered up the red stain

Snow (an acrostic poem)

I decided to do the Inktober Challenge in my own way.  I am going to try to do an acrostic for each Inktober prompt.  Hence the topic for today.

 

So the air took on a decisive chill

Now was the time to put away the mower and find the shovel

October wasn’t too early to prepare because who knew

When the white stuff would begin to fall

 

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Wrecked (an acrostic poem)

Wasted time dribbled away from Kenny

Reaching for his mostly empty beer, he finished the job

Everyone turned as he slammed it to the bar top

Cussing at the slow bartender, he demanded another

Know what? He found out the gutter was cold with snow runoff

Eventually, he managed to get himself into a sitting position

Depositing the remains of that beer into the gutter, he watched time follow it down the drain

 

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Winter Blessings (a 100 word story)

The snow continued to fall, covering the refuse of Gary’s life.  He smiled at the cold whitewashing of his previous mistakes.  It gave him a crisp clean perspective on his past.  The sad thing was he knew soon the sun would come out and the blanket of white would melt away, allowing his warts to once again be in plain sight.

At least for now he could pretend there had been nothing wrong as he sipped his spiked hot chocolate in front of the fireplace.  Spring can take its own sweet time.  He was happy to be buried in blankness.

 

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Untied (an acrostic poem)

Useless fingers, frozen from the cold, tried to grasp the laces

Nothing was going right.  The cold was so bitter, the snow so deep

Then there were the noises in the dark.  The sniffs and pants from furry four legs

It made his spine quiver.  He took a step and pulled his foot out of the boot

Even though his foot was half frozen, when it crashed into the snow the chill exploded

Daylight found the boot alone in crimson snow

 

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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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Spring (an acrostic poem)

Slip sliding in the freshly fallen snow

Playing tag with snow balls

Really makes for a fun day

It inspires one to drink hot chocolate with marshmallows

Normally this would be an amazing day

Gag me though since it is now April!

 

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