Monday, November 3, 2008

More Acrostics

Bless

Besides which,
Little
Else
Slips so
Sincerely across my hip bones.


Names

Now, then, you shed yours
And I
Mine
Easily, difficultly, we will slide from the
Stories of our youth into this poem.


Shrugged

So, son,
How do you
Restlessly
Undo all of your social ties
Grossly and heartlessly.
Gauging
Exactly how
Detrimental it will be to her eating habits.


Gatsby

Gregarious and opulent
Among all those sparkling shadows
To stand looking for a green light
Sea
Bound
You will never escape those true loves in white dresses.

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