Acrostic
Hope Floats Eternal
I survived in Cleveland, Ohio with only my wits about me. When your down on your luck the only things to think about is the tears that bring us sorrow. In the meantime I am unable to think of such things as crying and carrying on.
By Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)about a year ago in Poets
Bug
Butterfly flying Uglier insects fly lower Gaggle at your sight
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets



