Trust (an acrostic poem)

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The money wasn’t everything. Okay, who was he trying to fool.

Really it was all about the money, but he didn’t have to admit it.

Under normal circumstances he wouldn’t have to work a day in his life.

Such was the life of a fund baby. all thanks to grandma.

That was before he put his faith in his lawyer and that prenup agreement.

Blur (an acrostic poem)

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Blinking, trying to bring it into focus, but fails

Leaving the image muddy and obscured

Unable to clarify what was happening, she put on her glasses

Realizing that being old was the only thing she could see clearly in the morning

Tired (an acrostic poem)

Time to go to bed.

It’s been a long and trying day.

Ready for the sun to rise, marking a new beginning,

Except I still need to get these three things done.

Do I have to do them tonight or can it wait till tomorrow?

Cape (an acrostic poem)

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Cloaked in her beloved darkness, she shivered with excitement

As she peered over her city, watching those far below

Putting fear in the hearts of those trying to hide in the night

Enabling her to sense her prey

Dread (an acrostic poem)

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Doomed to keep repeating her mistakes like some deranged version of Groundhog Day

Rachel kept trying to break the cycle

Except she never found a way

And so here she was again

Doomed to keep repeating her mistakes like some deranged version of Groundhog Day

New (an acrostic poem)

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Ned thought he had been doing better as of late with trying different experiences

Extra things that his old self would have never even thought of trying

Watching the ground accelerate towards him made him reconsider that decision

Tea (an acrostic poem)

Trying to warm my hands, body, and soul

Every sip gets me one step closer

And just like that, it’s gone, but its mission is accomplished

 

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