Chilly (an acrostic poem)

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Cold permeated the air as it dripped through the walls.

His teeth chattered comically, so he put on a third sweatshirt.

It couldn’t get more miserable. could it?

Looking at the water pipes overhead, yes, it could.

Leaving his basement, he contemplated the empty fireplace.

Yeah, maybe he didn’t need the couch anymore.

Courting (an acrostic poem)

Crowning her his queen

Owen was amazed that she said yes

Unsure what to do next, he just stood there

Reaching out, she took his face in her hands

To think they were going to get married

It made him paralyzed with fear

Now she kissed him back to life

Giving him a chance to feel like a king

 

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