Pillow (an acrostic poem)

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Plowing and sowing the world of sleep

It was hard work, but he was a farmer to his soul

Little furrows stretched to the horizon containing the roots of fertile dreams and scream-inducing nightmares

Lying there, waiting to be harvested

Once he was ready and picked them, Morbius would pay him handsomely for this crop

Wait till the slumbering humans were served these delectables!

Flash (an acrostic poem)

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Flickering lights were the first things he noticed as he awoke, dazed, confused, and hung over

Laying on the asphalt, he tried to roll off his back but found he couldn’t

As if he was stuck there by the hand of God, all he could see were

Strobing lights pulsating across the cloud-infested night sky

He began to cry when he heard his brother say, “Told you superglue would work.”

Novel (an acrostic poem)

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No way he would ever get all those words down on paper

Obviously, he had bitten off more than he could chew

Vowing that after he was done he would never even touch a word processor

Every letter was a struggle as he tried to download his soul onto the paper

Long months later he typed ‘The End.’  That was when he realized his work had just begun!

Bytes (an acrostic poem)

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But what do you mean it won’t compile?

You told me to put that bracket there!

This makes no sense.  Why don’t you do what I told you to?

Except you are doing so and that’s why it doesn’t work?

Sometimes programming really …

Crayon (an acrostic poem)

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Crayola’s yellow box made his eyes go wide.

Realizing all one hundred twenty colors inside were his to work with.

And that thought had him wondering what he should color first.

Yukon forests?  Dragons breathing fire on a horde of gold? Something from the Matrix?

Of course, he could let his imagination run wild and do something totally out of the box.

Next moment he was using a heat gun to make a three-dimensional sunset!

Gears (an acrostic poem)

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Getting her teenager to work around the house was always a chore

Every day they would go round and round each other, grinding away

And eventually, it would torque the two of them right off and nothing would get done

Reaching into her emergency chocolate stash she wondered how she could lubricate the situation

She ended up giving them a peace offering from her stash and that allowed the two of them to switch …

Pain (an acrostic poem)

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Putting the code on the robot, he expected it to work

As it was only supposed to blink the LED as a proof of concept

It did that, so now to add the code he really wanted to work

Nope, that part dies.  Nice try.  Now back to the drawing board

Scrape (an acrostic poem)

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She scooped out the contents of her soon-to-be jack-o-lantern

Copious amounts of sticky wet goop went plop as it was deposited into the garbage

Releasing a scent that wasn’t as fowl as she had anticipated as the knife cleaned the sides

After a bit more grunt work, the task was finished

Putting her candle inside, the glow from the eyes and mouth gave the room a ghoulish glow

Emmet said he never used his head, so she was happy to use it for him

Shift (an acrostic poem)

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So it was time to work, but he didn’t want to

How was he supposed to do this for the rest of his active life

If he waited until he could retire, he would be too old to do anything fun

F his boss and all the talk about work-life balance

The fact that he punched the timeclock and not his supervisor was a miracle