Review (an acrostic poem)

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Reading books was always a chore for Melonie

Every page was a struggle for survival with respect to staying awake

Viewing the text made the words devolve into scribbles

It was enough to give her a migraine just thinking about it

Even the pages would cut the wafer-thin skin of her fingertips

When she finally was done, it was all worth it when she left a one-star …

Wonder (an acrostic poem)

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Watch the way the world unfolds around you.

One thing leading to another in a vast circle of reality.

Notice how each piece is interlinked with so many other pieces.

Down to the knowledge that a star had to die to create the matter that makes you.

Ever sit there and just contemplate all that?

Realize that that feeling of awe is as normal as breathing, that you are a …

Stage (an acrostic poem)

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So you feel like you’re an imposter, an actor

That you play your part in the drama called life

And you are not too good at the role

Give yourself credit.  No one else could take your place

Embrace the applause and take a bow, you’re a star

Star (an acrostic poem)

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Supernova hatred exploded from Jim.

The waves of revulsion swept over Andy, knocking him back a step.

Andy worried about what was left of the man who used to be his best friend.

Realizing that now a black hole was where Jim’s heart used to be.

Lacking (an acrostic poem)

Leaving Nashville behind, Gary almost left his guitar there too

As if he was going to use it ever again

Couldn’t believe that no one would take him seriously

Killing his dream of becoming the next rockabilly star

Instead it was back to the same old corporate grind

Needless to say they would regret their ambivalence

God knows he had practiced enough for two whole months to make it big

 

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Happy Day (an Acrostic Poem)

Being there when you came into this world

I remember thinking how tiny you were

Red and screaming about being rudely ripped from your motherly home

The planet has come full circle around our star

Here I am encircled around your little finger

Day after day I watch your amazing metamorphosis

As you grow up so very fast

Yet you will always be my baby girl