Getting through the tight squeeze called life was always a challenge
As her whole existence had been between a rock and a hard place
Perhaps that’s why she was able to surprise them when she cracked her world and began to fly
Gap (an acrostic poem)
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Chilli (an acrostic poem)
Can’t make it hot enough to please him
He scarfs down whole scotch bonnets for breakfast
I even saw him puree ghost peppers and drink it as a smoothie
Last Superbowl was the topper. The con carne concoction he brought was pure chemical warfare
Leaving us all to stare in awe and fear as he ate the whole thing without a single sniffle
It did come to no surprise that his intestines eventually got their revenge for his war crimes.
Magic (an acrostic poem)
My valentine cast a spell on me
As she breathed out the words “I do”,
Giving me that moment I had been craving my whole life.
It was too perfect.
Could this all be an illusion?
Plus (an acrostic poem)
Putting things together for the first time inside my head
Letting me complete the equation of why and how
Until now I was foolishly worried about each part individually
So now I can worry about the whole thing as I should have all along
Toast (an acrostic poem)
The realization that you are burnt out
Oh, and you know that the whole thing is just beginning
And that’s why you feel so crusty
So butter up, buttercup, and take a deep breath
Then when you feel less crispy take another bite.
Feed (an acrostic poem)
Fasting may bring spiritual focus
Enlightening the spirit
Enhancing the person as a whole
Don’t starve yourself from love though, feast there and be merry
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Fence (an acrostic poem)
Fiercely defending her right to her emotional space, she stripped off the pink dress
Everyone was encroaching on her. In the past, they might have swallowed her whole.
Now she wrapped her fists with barbed wire, feeling it cut into her skin.
Come on world. It’s me against all of you, and I’m ready to fight dirty.
Everyone better watch out. Mama bear is ready to defend her territory.
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Create (an acrostic poem)
Can’t make anything out of nothing
Really that’s a crock of bull
Everyone knows storytellers weave lies into whole cloth
And wrap you up inside nice and snug
That’s the stuff godhood is made of
Even if the magic eventually fades into memory
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Broken (an acrostic poem)
Belief was sometimes such a fragile thing
Relying on just your faith that everything will be okay
Outside forces were always tearing at that virtual support
Keeping it under assault, looking for the smallest of cracks
Enlarging them until the whole thing falls into pieces
Nothing could ever put you back together completely and make you whole again
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Pawn (an acrostic poem)
Pushed around his whole life
Andrew decided one day he would finally stand up for himself
Why should he cower and hide who he was
Now that the dress and wig were in place he felt marvelous
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