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…