Cosy (a British acrostic poem)


Cuddling underneath his fleece blankie he smiled

Outside the wind is shaking the windows wanting in

Sound of the crackling flames in the fireplace lull him almost to sleep

Yawning he shut off the TV.  He wanted to live in that moment forever.

Crash (an acrostic poem)

Capsizing the tin of screws sent them careening to the tile floor

Running away from the cacophony, Flynn kept his head down

Another hammer flew by, smashing the windows on his left

Splinters of glass impregnated themselves into his flesh

He threw himself through the ex-window before the ground finally found him