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Acrostic - A Cross Stick?



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Janine Daniel7/22/2005 7:34:56 AM
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Acrostic - A Cross Stick?

A poem where the first letter of every line
Creates a word reading down
Rather a clever way of doing it and
Often not immediately obvious but
Since a lot of people don't notice
This clever bit of brainery
It's still clever just the same now
Come and join me with this game

Acrostic!

©Janine Daniel

By: Janine Daniel

Author's Comments

I wrote this so that I'd remember what this type of poetry is called and to have a bit of fun with it.
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Claud C Klugeklugecc@earthlink.netNA7/23/2005 4:16:51 PM
You're right, Jannine. Don't you wish
some of these other folks would join in?
Cheers, Claud
lhrdina907/26/2005 3:24:19 AM
Once again Janine that is cool, I may have to give it a try..

Lori
Stephen8/2/2005 12:18:18 PM
Okay...pretty neat idea, and I will give this a go.
Cheyanne8/10/2005 12:17:55 PM
Love

Little by little you break my heart in two
Only you hold the key
Viewing the depths of my inner soul
Eternally I live in misery by the word called "love"

That was not EASY! I thought I would give it a try! Great little excersice here Janine!
eternity71128/10/2005 12:19:20 PM
I will have to give this a go as well. Leave it to Miss Janine to get us to thinking!

Shannon
Claire Lou11/11/2005 5:55:32 AM
CLAIRE LOUISE

Charging forth ideas in mind
Like wise people here to find
All around
In their own way
Rhyming words
Each passing day

Lots of stories to be told
Of youth, the now & getting old
Understanding
Is the key
Saves our souls
Each of us free
crazyacet211/11/2005 5:56:55 AM
What A Day I Have Had.

Who would have thought that I could be,
Here right now, writing these words.
A day like no other has befallen me.
Time had no meaning, it is quite absurd.

Any other day pale’s in comparison.

Don’t try this day at home,
A busy day as could be.
You’d be better off on the road to roam.

In no time at all I had no time.

How I managed, I shall never know.
Attitudes strained, personalities clashed.
Very little money, for the time do I show.
Even the chefs tempers seemed to crash.

Here I am though, as faithful as ever.
A little time that I use to write.
Doesn’t this seem a little too clever.

Jared Frazier
Claire Lou11/11/2005 5:58:36 AM
TIME TO SAY GOODBYE

True to others yet not ourselves
In a state of fear, confusion,
Much the same as when I were a child
Each day providing more insanity

Too much for one so young
Only too little for one needing saving

Summertime used to dance
A bright circle of light surrounding every dawn
Youth capturing its wonder

Guarding us from ourselves
Our souls slipping away
Our hopes dripping through our fingers
Draining like grains of sand
Breathe and the dust fills our lungs
Yet we continue to try
Even though we know its too late!
Rich Roach11/14/2005 4:59:04 AM
How do you make acrostics?
I will try, Janine, for you.

Just wait, and you will see
As I now mimic what you do.
No one teaches how a poet,
In a few lines, choice and terse,
(Not mentioning, the rhymes, of course,)
Ends up with such a verse.

:)

Rich
Wanda Fable Weaver11/14/2005 5:00:27 AM
Janine, don't laugh now at this try... rofl!

Wanda

With a smooth stroke of my pen
Acrostic fun doeth begin
Not enoungh time I now see
Drawing Mr. Tweedle Dee
And his treasured puss, Soo Lee

WHO'S NEXT TO GIVE THIS A TRY???
jtb881711/14/2005 5:03:05 AM
Guess I'm next.

Perhaps you'll find acrostics may
On some occasion make your day.
Each time you try you'll find it hard
To quit, for every noted bard
Resolves to demonstrate his skill.
You know you'll always get a thrill.

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Did you know that George Washington, better known as the Father Of Our Country, wrote acrostics? 
The following is attributed to him:

From your bright sparkling Eyes I was undone;
Rays, you have; more transparent than the Sun,
Amidst its glory in the rising Day
None can you equal in your bright array;
Constant in your calm and unspotted Mind;
Equal to all, but will to none prove kind,
So knowing, seldome one so young you'll find.
Ah! woe's me, that I should love and conceal,
Long have I wished but never dared reveal,
Even though severely Love's Pains I feel.
Xerxes that great wasn't free from Cupid's dart,
And all the great Heroes felt the smart.

jtb

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