Lunch (an acrostic poem)

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Looking at his sandwich, he wondered if there was a better way

Unless sliced bread was the height of sandwich technology

Now he pulled out notebook and began drawing diagrams and writing notes

Completing one design before discarding it for the next, and after some time many pages were filled with scribbles

However, soon the clock told him to go back to work, and the sandwich was still there, taunting him

Punish (an acrostic poem)

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Pushing her body to breaking never helped anyone

Unless you were talking about her guilt

Now she was here and wondered if this time she had gone too far

It seemed to make sense in the heat of the moment

So now hanging on this rockface fifty feet up and her strength giving out, she wondered

How did eating a single extra Oreo do this to her?

Best (an acrostic poem)

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Being top dog was what she had strived for all her life

Except now she wondered about what the pole position cost her

So she decided that being number one in society wasn’t that important

That being amazing at being herself was worth the real blue ribbon

Putter Clutter (a 100 word story)

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He looked at the clutter around him.  Neglected, half-finished dreams littered the desk, table, and sections of the floor.  At one point each project had held so much life and promise, but now they were on life support, or worse yet zombified corpses.  He wondered what was the best approach going forward.  Maybe he should just put everything away and pull out pieces when he was ready to resurrect them, but that would mean confronting his failures, and he wasn’t emotionally prepared to do that just yet.  Besides, he had a brand new idea, and he knew it would work.

Search (an acrostic poem)

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So many places he could be hiding

Especially since he was such a small tike

And she made sure to count to one hundred out loud

Ready or not, here I come!

Couple of minutes later he came out of his spot and wondered what happened

Her giggles gave away the fact that she never decided to…

Alert (an acrostic poem)

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As she woke up, she wondered what happened

Lights were still out, her spouse still asleep next to her

Everything seemed right, but there was something wrong

Reaching for her phone, she turned on the flashlight

There by the door was… nothing. She had a hard time falling back to sleep

Arrival (an acrostic poem)

 

As the alien ship slowly descended to the ground

Rachel tried to hold it together.  She wished Lisa wasn’t late for their date

Reality seemed to warp, making her knees buckle as the craft touched down

It slowly opened to reveal a blinding light

Valiantly she took one step forward, then the second

As she got closer, she could see vague shapes

Later, Lisa looked at the scorched earth and wondered where Rachel was

 

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Life (an acrostic poem)

Little things annoyed Francine to no end

It even included the big things, really, just those happened less often

Francine wondered why she had to deal with it daily

Eventually, she accepted it was to remind her she was alive

 

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