Acrostic

Ethereal Counterpoint
ethereal event counterpoint lunar cycle internally, thoughts turn upwards potency for change sensorial exchange * Thanks for reading!
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
The magic and beauty of spring. Content Warning.
In the realm of angst, where shadows abide, I shall speak of spring, a season to confide. For even in nature's grandest display,
By John Biz242 years ago in Poets
Ink and Light: Capturing the Essence of Manga and Anime
In panels black and white, a world takes flight, A tapestry of stories, bathed in vibrant light. Manga's whispers, anime's roar, A fusion of emotions, wanting evermore.
By Murali2 years ago in Poets
Poet whisper
And I saw you in my garden Elegant like flowers and colors Like mixing light in branches I felt you in a bouquet of roses
By kallas الشاعر2 years ago in Poets
Orgasmos*
O Cosmos; you must be fucking yourself each time Realising your so-called energy is cold Galvanised only when humans make love controlled
By Patrick M. Ohana2 years ago in Poets
Work Time
It’s all becoming clearer It’s all smoke and mirrors As everything draws nearer We pretend to do the right thing But life’s queerer than it seems
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Wilderness
They think I’m always on the hunt Always on the prowl But usually I’m just sitting here Thinking Pondering in this wilderness I call my brain
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Spring Symphony: A Poetic Ode to Feathered Visitors
Spring is on the horizon, songbirds are in flight, and the acrostic poem is spreading its wings and ready to take flight!
By Daphsam2 years ago in Poets
Love's Midnight Serenity
In shadows deep, where light retreats, Love's whispered song, my heart it greets. Amidst the night, where fears hold sway, Your touch, a beacon, lights my way.
By Moris Ochieng2 years ago in Poets
Consequences
A second entry created for Heather Hubler's delicious 'Unscramble' Challenge. For this poem, I challenged myself not only to create an acrostic, rhyming poem that Unscrambles a 12 letter word, I also challenged myself to decrease the first words by one letter (12, 11, 10, etc.) until the final line (which proved harder than I'd even expected). Then I ended with my 12-letter word. Here we go...
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Poets
The End
Welcome to the end Of the grand experiment Dying in a whimper Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Moorish
They called us Moorish But in a rush they painted us white So they could stop the fight So we can join their campaign To make the world more right
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets