Why have such a narrow view of life
It may be natural to focus on oneself
Don’t limit yourself in that way.
Expand to asking what others are experiencing. You might be surprised at what gifts you discover.
Wide (an acrostic poem)
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Snow (an acrostic poem)
So much of the white stuff littered the ground that
No trace of anything else was in view
Obscuring the need to go anywhere else
While consuming hours moving it from one place to another
Tiger (an acrostic poem)
There was that time when he was out prowling around
Impeccable coat, stripes so sharp they would slice through rival suitors
Giving the ladies a view of what an alpha male looked like
Everything changed when he met her. She stopped that predator dead in his tracks
Relaxing on her new pelt rug, she looked into his eyes. What a pussycat!
Plastic (an acrostic poem)
Pliable emotions allowed them to bend and not break
Letting the couple withstand so many of life’s issues
And it also let their souls meld into a perfect fit with each other
So it was no surprise to those around that as their features morphed by time’s hands
That it didn’t make a difference to the beauty they saw in each other
It was inspirational to view, to feel
Can something like that be recycled for the betterment of society?
Rocket (an acrostic poem)
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Racing up through the atmosphere
On a giant plume of flame
Carrying a massive amount of explosive materials
Knowing a single spark in the wrong place could be disastrous
Ending everything in the blink of an eye
That view though, once the blue sky faded, always made it worth it
Peek (an acrostic poem)
Peering around the corner
Everything is in plain view
Even if they can’t see her
Knowing how she shouldn’t
Valley (an acrostic poem)
Vast hills of overwhelming emotions rim his psyche
All casting shadows in the depths where he lays at rest
Looking at the prospect of climbing out
Leaves him feeling exhausted before he even begins
Every step a struggle, the climb pure torture
Yet once high up in the surrounding hilltops the view of tomorrow is amazing
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View (an acrostic poem)
Vistas expanded inside her mind
It took her breath away with the possibilities
Everything was there ready for her to take it. She could see it all
Which is why it was so sad when she walked away.
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Scar (an acrostic poem)
So much cutting in her past
Cuts that let blood and tears flow equally freely
All that was in the rear view mirror now
Rachel wore their history as a testament that there is a future
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