Gun-metalled and straight-backed
In shadow, looking
Ahead at what’s
Coming, reconciled with death:
Open- mouthed, e-
Maciated,
E-tiolated
To their bitter ends:
Twisted
Idols.
Kim M. Russell, 26th April 2017

On Day 26 of The Poetry School’s NaPoWriMo prompts, we are writing acrostics.
James would like to see our acrostic poems, ones where the first (or last – or first and last) letters of each line spell out a word. he says that a lot of people think acrostics are childish, but they needn’t be. Kathleen Ossip’s sequence of acrostic elegies elevates the form to art.
A very good poem. Thanks for sharing!
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Thanks for reblogging!
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Brilliant Kim!
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Thanks Candy!
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Superb! 🌹🌹🌹😎
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🙂
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