Formless gray extended in all directions
Obsficating everything, and making it all seem alien
Going back to the previous room, she tried to remember why she had gone there. Got to love brain…
Fog (an acrostic poem)
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Smoke (an acrostic poem)
So many wires going here and there
More than what is needed right now, but you want to be ready for the future
Oh I know it can get confusing, but that’s okay
Keep track of everything right up here in my big old brain
Except I forgot and now the smoke alarm is going off. Damn!
*a semi-fictitious tale. There was no smoke in my case. lol
Salty (an acrostic poem)
Swearing up a blue streak was her pressure relief mechanism
And she needed all the relief she could get tonight
Little did she know her ex was going to be there with his super-model girlfriend
That’s when she knew she had to do something to assert dominance
Yet loosening the tops to the seasoning shakers were probably not the route to go
Wisp (an acrostic poem)
Watching the spirits dance in the moonlight while nursing her new bruises
It made her want to run out there and join them.
She knew she shouldn’t. She knew what would happen. She would never come back.
Pushing off her back step she decided it was better than the alternative.
Betrayed (an acrostic poem)
Been promised that everything would be fine
Except that was never going to be true
That shouldn’t have surprised her
Rachel had grown up on the wrong side of the tracks
And no one there was ever able to keep their word, even if they tried
Yet this one hurt more than all the rest put together
Everett said he would always be there to hold her, to help make things right
Death had conveniently gotten him out of that, the bastard. She spit on his grave.
Brave (an acrostic poem)
Be there for each other
Remember, you will someday not be here
And what you do and who you help will be all you leave
Verify that legacy is the one you want to represent you
Even if some say you’re weak, show them that weakness can be strength. Be…
Tempt (an acrostic poem)
There was the dark chocolate truffle right there
Egging him on to consume and enjoy the ephemeral experience
Mustering his willpower, he pushed the candy away
Putting him in touch with its shiny ebony brown exterior, but he got up and walked off
The fact that he licked his fingers as he left was totally not a cave
Spy (an acrostic conversation)
“So, what is going on over there?”
“Perhaps it’s none of your business.”
“Yes, but I really want to see!”
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