Frown (an acrostic poem)

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Finding upside down smiles scattered among the audience

Richard tried to make a quick joke to lighten the mood

Only it didn’t work, and more people joined the unhappy camp

When he decided one more time, they started to angrily yell at him

Nobody warned him that practicing his startup at a funeral was going to be such a bad idea

Laugh (an acrostic poem)

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Little giggles slipped from his lips

As she bent over into a full belly guffaw

Under the withering gaze of the priest, they tried to compose themselves

Guests looked aghast and that sent the couple into another fit of snickers

How come everyone didn’t get the joke of “Till death do us part.”

Handle (an acrostic poem)

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Holding onto her with both hands, not wanting to ever let her go

And yet there she was, spinning away from me, somehow slipping from my grasp

Now I tried to catch her, I tried so hard

Didn’t stand a chance, though

Life slowed down as she fell to the pavement and shattered

Ever since then, I put my cellphone in a case with a…

Need (an acrostic poem)

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No way he could find the part

Even the internet held no hope

Eventually, he resorted to some duct tape

Didn’t help, but it made him feel like he tried

Timing (an acrostic poem)

 

There was a rhythm to how things flowed in life

If one could anticipate the beat, one could thrive

Many tried and flailed and failed, but Ramona was a natural

It left those in the know in awe and a bit jealous

Now here she was, about to win it all and there wouldn’t be anything left

Giving in, she purposely made a mistake assuring herself a better tomorrow

 

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Top (an acrostic poem)

The room spun as he tried to stand up

Of all the nights, tonight was the night he had to drink the good stuff

Perhaps he should have allowed himself to bottom out instead

 

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I Tried (an acrostic poem)

If you are sitting on the fence

 

That’s where indecision hangs out, looking for company

Reaching out to give you a hug to get you to stay a while

It thinks fence sitting is a fine past time

Even if it means that nothing gets decided or done

Do or do not, there is no…