Acrostic

Letting Go
Everything has its time; Can't we appreciate it for what it was? Let go of our delusions, Imperceptible, perhaps, but with a hold over us.
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro2 years ago in Poets
Veiled
Embers, old and dying, smothered by new flame Convinced I'd never known love, til you called my name. Lying in the past, lovers leave my memory
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro2 years ago in Poets
The logic of wonder
Everyone—including me—ooh’ed and ahh’ed when the moon held back the tides of light, like the walls of the Red Sea straining against the outstretched staff of Moses. And we gushed to see sunlight break loose, cascading through that widening crack. The moment felt mantled with significance, overshadowed by mystery.
By Sonia Heidi Unruh2 years ago in Poets
Edge Near
Edge near, come close lie, in my arms please stay, our love is everlasting
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Poets
Internal Shadow
Escaping the holds of reality, Cloudy memories stuck in clandestine feelings, Lingering confusion of lasting dualities, In the somber depths of indecisive healing,
By Faith Wright2 years ago in Poets
Eternally Evolving
Enter the chaos of natural phenomena celestial events that caused fear before the learned astronomers informed the populace and taught people to view them not as dire
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Poets
The Number of Creation
Encircling the yard are seven geese, seven being the number of creation. Or so they say. As they eat the grass to the nub, I
By Mackenzie Davis2 years ago in Poets
Foreshadowing Distance
Excitable Crushing weight on a string Lowering the heavens for us to see Illusions Pleasing Scouring over chambers of our very
By Canuck Scriber Lisa Lachapelle2 years ago in Poets
Learning Regret
Envisage yourself anew, then cleave to her like a kitten to milk. Can your therapist bring you nearer than this? In five years time, I’ll watch as you
By Mackenzie Davis2 years ago in Poets
Out of the Shadows
Everything for everyone else, Caring without limits comes at a cost, Lost and buried, you forget yourself. Illusion of perfection, pretending,
By Alyssa Musso2 years ago in Poets
Burnished
Entering the other side, Counting the days I left behind, Lost in the knowledge of what I’d find, In the depths of my curious mind,
By Faith Wright2 years ago in Poets
Penumbra Complete
Echoes Chase Languorous Illuminations with a most Pluralistic wave Shining face to face of Each * Acrostic poems are almost as much enjoyment as observing the two disks barely touching but give an unearthly tone to the daylight.
By Canuck Scriber Lisa Lachapelle2 years ago in Poets