Friday Poetry Day: Acrostic Poems

Leaving the old life behind

Inner peace at last

Breaking the chains

Escaping the abuse

Realizing your worth

After so many years

Taking steps out of the darkness

Into a brand new world

Opening new doors

Never looking back.

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Loneliness sets in

Overwhelming everything

Sharing memories

Souls are touched

Descriptive scene

It was a beautiful summer Saturday and most of the residents of the small town were taking advantage of it.

On Main Street, a young man stood on a corner, playing his guitar and singing. As he sang, he drew courage from the special guitar pick in his pocket--the one signed by Eric Clapton.

At the park, people were engaged in a variety of activities. Children were running, laughing, and enjoying the playground. There was a man selling balloons and another selling ice cream. On a wooden bench, a mother held her crying young daughter close as they sadly watched her red balloon float higher and higher into the sky.

In a secluded corner of the park, a young couple spread a blanket beneath the trees and began to remove their picnic lunch from a well-worn wicker basket which had once belonged to the woman's grandmother.

Story Fragment #24: End Of The Rainbow

PROMPT: You and a friend decide to follow a rainbow. Write what you find at the end and how it changes your life.


The driving rain was finally letting up and I peered out the front door cautiously. Leaning over my shoulder, my friend Alex pointed toward the sky.

"Check out the double rainbow!"

Sure enough, there was a bright arc of color right above us, with a paler one nestled beneath it.  Looking again, I made an amazing discovery.

"Hey, Alex is it my imagination, or does it look like they touch the ground on the other side of town?"

Alex smiled indulgently. "Meg, Meg, Meg. You know rainbows don't really touch the ground, right? And if you think you'll find a pot of gold---"

"It could happen!" I interrupted. "Come on, let's just go check it out. What could it hurt?"

Mumbling about "too many fairy tales" and "complete waste of time," Alex pulled his car keys from his pocket and we were off on our adventure.

Five minutes later, we arrived at McDougal Park, just outside our hometown of Donegal. I raced across the parking lot and through a grove of trees toward the clearing where it looked like the rainbow ended. I was sure I'd find something amazing there, even if it wasn't a leprechaun and his pot of gold.

As I burst into the clearing, I felt totally vindicated. We had reached the end of the rainbow, after all. Unfortunately, it appeared we weren't the first. Standing at the foot of the rainbow was a man about our age who looked to be about six feet tall with an athletic build. He had pale skin that almost glowed in the sunlight, and wavy brown hair framed his face. As I got closer, I could see his shimmering light blue eyes, which nearly had me mesmerized.

But then I remembered my mission. "Where's my treasure? What have you done with it?"

"Your treasure? It's right here, lassie. I've come to bring you true love."