acrostic (form)

Who Am I?



People see
a quiet person;
ly I am
accused of being grumpy.
My smile stays hidden,

waiting to
acclimate to the
newness. Once
known, there is
endless loyalty and love…
not to mention, smiles.

P. Wanken

Written for Poetic Bloomings Prompt #66 (Memoir Prompt #1): Who Do You Think You Are?

Love It A Latte



English: Wet Cappuccino with heart latte art

(Photo credit: Wikipedia)

These thoughts
are keeping me awake, or was it
a cup of caffeine a
few too many hours too late?
Of all
my vices, coffee is one
favorite that will not be among the
things I will be giving up.

P. Wanken

Inspired by Carry On Tuesday’s prompt #168 to use all or part of a line from the Sound of Music:  “These are a few of my favorite things.” I chose to use the words in a sentence acrostic.  I’ve also posted this poem for Day 41 at “100 Days of Summer” — click here to go to their Facebook page.

Nothing Lasts Forever



butterfly kisses
raindrops on lashes
oreos and milk

kite-flying in meadows
evenings by the fire and
nighttime cuddles

hand-in-hand walks
embrace of a loved one and
a kiss beneath the shade tree

rainbows on stormy days
the feeling of love, and
sheets all in a tangle

…nothing lasts forever…

P. Wanken

(*the title is taken from the closing line of an untitled poem by Jackson)

Inspired by Poetic Bloomings Prompt #64: “Hey…That’s My Line, Two!” (to use a line from another poem/poet at Poetic Bloomings as the title of a new poem of my own); the Three Word Wednesday Prompt (7/18):  feel, shade, tangle; and Margo Roby’s Tuesday Tryouts, to write an acrostic poem. Also posted as day 15 at 100 Days of Summer.