Acrostic Ten

This will be my last acrostic for this exploration. Time and other activities being what they are this year, I wrote fewer of them over the last few months than I intended. I have indeed spend more calendar time on posting acrostics than I had planned.

Nonetheless I have enjoyed the medium, and depending on the rules, it isn't as easy as one might think. Must of my rules were self-imposed, I grant you, but even if you go with the most basic approach to this form, they require some thought if you don't want to create mere gibberish which starts with certain letters.

I don't know which form I will take on next. I'm looking at several. All will be revealed within a week. I also hope to not let weeks go by between each posting as I did with the last two forms. That tends to keep me on one form for too long, I think.

Then again, there is no deadline here. No commission. Just my exploration of the forms I choose. And I'd rather only post poems that are well-thought out every two weeks, than half-assed poems every other day.

That being said, I'm ending this exploration of acrostic on my lightest note. After that, on to something else!

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Savor
A
Little
Taste

Acrostic 9

From within the recesses of my mind,
Remembrances of better times.
I can't believe how much has changed.
Each time I believe I'm loved,
Newer, "better" people
Dominate all hearts.
So I'm alone.
Held by none.
I'm lost.
Pain.

Acrostic 8

Sticking with my usual ten-syllables per line method, though I plan to depart more from it in the final few acrostics I write for this exploration.

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Make amends with loved ones you have injured.
Gentle demeanor is not a weakness.
The time we have on earth is limited.
Life affords all of us the chance to love.
Of this and little else can we be sure.
This should be our credo: To shine a light.
World, nation, home-all starting with our hearts.

Acrostic 7

Today's acrostic is dedicated to one of my other major passions.

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Time speeds up, slows down, and sometimes stops.
Hither and yon scurry the actors of
Every stripe, preparing to put on
A production for all the world to see.
The world! (Or in the very least, their town.)
Reflecting human nature like mirrors,
Each performer adding to a new world.

Acrostic 6

Severe restrictions on one's true nature.

Offensive disregard for weaknesses.

Capabilities and knowledge ignored

In favor of cosmetic achievements.

Every day another door is closed

To those of us with unique perspectives.

Young, old and all in between must conform.