Tart (an acrostic poem)

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The sour taste in his mouth made him spit

All he had to rinse it out was more bitterness

Reaching for a lemon sounded sweeter than what he was experiencing

That’s why it even surprised him when he told his wife, “This is delicious, dear”.

Attack (an acrostic poem)

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An army to the east and another to the west

That made his position in the middle very problematic

The command had told him to flee and save as many of his troops as he could

And that was tempting, but this was the small town his wife had grown up in

Couldn’t leave her family and friends to become at most a footnote in history

Knowing it was futile, he gave the order to charge. Maybe it would give them enough time to escape.

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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Useless (an acrostic poem)

Until her twenty-third birthday, Abagail thought she was special

She would walk around like the queen she knew she had to be

Everything changed when she met Chuck

Love left her vulnerable, lowered her confidence

Esteem shrunk under Chuck’s manipulative eye

Soon she was relegated to being just his wife and not his partner

She told herself it was for the best.  Otherwise, she would be ….

 

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A Special Mother’s Day

Jimmy beamed as he handed an envelope to Lauren.  “Happy Mother’s Day, Mommy.”

Lauren gave Jimmy a curt smile.  She opened the envelope and liberated the card from inside.  It prominently displayed a brown rabbit with a folded ear exclaiming “Happy Easter!”.  Well, the Easter had a line through it and Mother’s Day was written in a messy, but recognizable, small scrawl that approximated printing.

“Wow, dear,” she said absentmindedly as she opened the card.  There, in perfect cursive, was ‘To my beloved son, Jimmy!  Love you!’

“You shouldn’t have,” Lauren said in a tone that emphasized he really shouldn’t have.

That bit of sarcasm didn’t seem to phase him.  “Well, I wanted to show how much I love you,” Jimmy said, that inane smile of his plastered on his face.

Lauren sighed inwardly.  He really thought he was getting away with this one.  She couldn’t keep herself from commenting.

“This is the Easter card I gave you honey,” Lauren said.

He pointed excitedly at her handwriting.  “I know.  That’s why it’s so perfect.  You always told me to use, reuse, and recycle.”  That grin got even larger.  It threatened to swallow up his ears.

Lauren shook her head in disbelief, but she couldn’t keep a wistful smile from her own lips.  “Yes, I did tell you that.”

She went to put the card into the recycling, taking her own advice, when he reached out.  “Wait, Mommy!  Can I have it back?”

She stopped mid-pitch with an uneasy feeling in her stomach.  “Why do you want it back?” she asked.

“Well, I figured I could give it again.”

“But I already saw it, dear.”

“But not Suzy’s mom.”

That made Lauren do a double take.  “You want to give it to your wife’s mom?”

“Sure.  She will love it.”

Lauren smiled a true smile and handed him the card.  Yes, Suzy’s mom would love it, and understand totally what had happened.  Suzy and Jimmy were two peas in a pod.  “Yes, Jimmy.  Do you want me to find a different envelope though?”

Jimmy was so happy he practically vibrated.  “You betcha!”

 

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Those Damn Shoes! (a 100 word story)

Claire wore many hats.  She absolutely loved them, switching between them multiple times every day, but it was always the shoes that she was deathly afraid of.  She could be mom, wife, daughter, confidant, friend, enemy, goddess, and demon, but when it came to shoes, well, then she felt she had to pretend to be someone else.

That’s why she decided one day to just go barefoot.  It meant sometimes stepping on things the wrong way, freezing her toes, or just having her feet absolutely filthy, but they were always hers, and she could sleep well at night knowing that.

 

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Knot (an acrostic poem)

Kissing his new bride made Gene so happy

Now all they had to do was walk down the aisle

Offering his arm, he escorted his wife down the stairs

Too bad his shoelaces had come undone.  He should have tied more than one…

 

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Almost Fell In Love (an acrostic poem)

At one time Riley thought he really cared for Tabitha

Little kisses snuck in when no one was looking

Making those goofy faces when they sent each other snaps

On the outside everything was perfect

Still, it was doomed to failure from the start

Too bad Tabitha was already married

 

Feelings were hurt when she wouldn’t leave her husband

Even after Riley had professed his feelings

Looking back it was probably all for the better

Leaving her husband would have put doubt in their relationship

 

It would have festered with Riley, wondering would she do it again

Never fully trusting her though he would try so hard

 

Little by little Tabitha and he grew apart

Only Jessica being there for him got him through it

Vixen that she was, she showed him what commitment could deliver

Eventually he grew to appreciate the wife he already had over the one he wanted

 

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Anxiety Attack (an acrostic poem)

All the things were out to get him

Now his wife was in on the mission

Xenon headlights broke the darkness in front of his speeding car

If he could just get across the state line

Eventually, they would give up their chase

Then flashing lights stabbed him from behind

Yanking the wheel hard to the right he crashed through the guardrail

 

All of a sudden he was in free fall

That was when it finally hit him

They couldn’t follow him here

All they could do was watch

Calm now he accepted the oncoming water with a smile

Knowing he had finally escaped

 

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