Tempest (an acrostic poem)

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The look in his eyes forecast a storm of emotions about to hit

Everything to this point had been smooth sailing on calm seas

Mentioning her name, though, had brought a sudden change for the worse

Pushing himself up out of his chair, he leveled a finger

Everyone was quiet, waiting for the lightning bolt of his anger to strike

So when the finger went back down without a word, well everyone thought the worst had past

That’s when he took one step forward and a rain of fists poured down

Bend (an acrostic poem)

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Being flexible was one of his strengths

Everyone knew he could roll with the worst of punches

Now they would still leave him bruised and bleeding

Didn’t break his spirit though

Prototype (an acrostic poem)

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Putting together yet another try was one of the most satisfying things he did

Reaching down he snapped in the last fitting and took a breath, ready to see if it worked

Of course, building all these iterations was also one of the worst things he could do

They reminded him of the numerous failures he didn’t plan for, that he was a bad engineer

Only he knew there was almost zero chance that the first one would work out of the box

That was the stuff of myths, legends, and dumb luck

Yearning to know if this was the one, he flipped the on switch

Prepared for sparks to fly and flames to claim one more attempt

Except this time it didn’t burn.  It still didn’t work, but that was still progress?

Break (an acrostic poem)

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Been a long time since she had to bend that far

Reality was just that heavy upon her heart

Everything seemed like the worst of times

And all she wanted to do was somehow slip past to a light hearted moment

Knowing if she had to carry more then she would…

Empty (an acrostic poem)

 

Emaciated emotional state

Means he didn’t even feel numb

Pushing aside those around him who care

The worst part was normally he was so full of life

Yet here he was, a walking black hole of nothingness

 

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Injured (an acrostic poem)

It hurt so badly, but that wasn’t the worst of it

Now he had to suffer from the consequences

Just thinking about that put him in an emotional tailspin

Unable to find which way was up

Reduced to a quivering mess of trauma

Emily had dumped him

Devastating his self-esteem and libido

 

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Swift (an acrostic poem)

Section A, row 4, seat 23

What should have been awesome seats for the concert

It ended up being totally blocked by this seven foot tall dude

Florence thought this would be the worst

Three weeks later the dude and her were happily married ever after

 

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