Working Together: A Trust Acrostic

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wielding words into chat

orienteering our campaign-o

reading, writing, questioning

kinetic-like sheep, I mean people

idiosyncrasies synchronised – it

needs a hall-eh-lujah

grounded and bounded till five

solid hexagon forever.

 

Writing 201: Day Three: Trust – Acrostic – Internal Rhyming

Trust, for me, is working together as one well oiled machine.

Human Tetris – The Commuters Curse

Human tetris… activate!

Do you hear the people sing?

Swinging like monkeys

in a boxed rainforest

the jungle calls loudly

ghostly footprints

taste like rain.

Twisting, turning, jerking

weaving the web of suburbia

even though you don’t know

you know

no worries, mate

the commuters trolley of blind faith

fly down highways

while I am suspended like a marionette

dreaming of growing wings

the charismatic eagle Always

one day will cut loose the strings

Do you hear the people sing?