Explode (an acrostic poem)

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Everyone is waiting for the election results

Xantax has become the concession of choice as we watch

Purple states become more red or more blue

Leading to highs and lows for both sides

Only at the end of it all

Do we accept the results and figure out what is next or

Everything going to go big boom?

Loopy (a cinquain)

A cinquain is a five line poem that has the following form:

2 syllables, 4 syllables, 6 syllables, 8 syllables, 2 syllables

The author is allowed to add or subtract 1 syllable from the count for each line. I decided for my first one I would follow the purest form of a cinquain.

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The end

It’s just a start

Waiting for creation

So when you get to the ending

Begin

Dine (an acrostic poem)

 

Dinner was coming soon, he was sure of it

It just meant waiting a bit more

Not that is stopped him from eating a candy bar

Everything would be fine as long as she didn’t find out

 

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Calm (an acrostic poem)

 

Can’t you take the anxiety away

And leave me feeling serene

Looking at the bottle of bourbon, waiting for its response

Meanwhile, since it didn’t answer, I decide to go double or nothing.

 

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Inflate (an acrostic poem)

It all began with the damn balloon animals

Now it was a crazy full-scale balloon house

For goodness sake, at least he didn’t have a balloon wife

Looking back it should have been obvious

As Peter was always obsessive-compulsive

Though this was taking that compulsion to an extreme

Everyone kept waiting for it all to pop

 

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Flying (an acrostic poem)

Floating through the air

Laughing with unadulterated joy

Yielding finally to gravity, you fell

Into my waiting arms

Now you soar without me needing to catch you

God, I miss that job

 

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Bacon (an acrostic poem)

Begging for porky goodness

As he smelled the applewood smoke drifting in the air

Cliffy could practically taste it now

Of course, waiting for it to be done was the hardest part

Not to mention he had to hope his humans fed him some

 

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Lazy (an acrostic poem)

Looking for a change

Anywhere in her life

Zoey kept waiting and waiting

Yet no one seemed to do anything to make that happen

 

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