An Acrostic poem

HOPEFUL

Haven opened up it’s doors, turned on the taps so on the earth rain pours

Oh! not again is the plaintive cry that raises from the people in-between their sighs!

Please stop this rain before we float away we want to live another day.

Ever hopeful we have started building a boat,fingers crossed that it will float.

Forty days and forty nights this is wrong it can’t be right, no more please you have had your spite.

Unfortunately we are getting short of wood and a cessation of the wet stuff would be good

Lastly all our provisions have been washed away. Please could we have a sunny day?

Author: willowdot21

Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Eleven years ago I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust, I will of been married 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and hopefully in to light ?? I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and as strongly as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well. I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits. View all posts by willowdot21

13 thoughts on “An Acrostic poem”

Hopeful for another sunny day is always a good thing to be.

Tim

willowdot21 says:

Jan 1, 2013 at 10:41 pm

Thank you yes , more sun always more sun!! 🙂 xx

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I know that is true, but I also love the rain…life-giving water, filling up the valleys, feeding the plants…thank you though. I do know what you mean if it is the middle of winter….

willowdot21 says:

Jan 2, 2013 at 1:12 pm

I wrote this poem as an answer to a challenge on a page I contribute to Poetry Corner. I had never heard of Acrostic Poems before the idea is that the letters on the left hand side spell a word, and to make it interesting the word spelt had to be the title of the poem. Mine was HOPEFUL, so I wrote about too much rain , which we do have where I live at the moment. I threw in a few biblical asides ( Noah and the Arch) . I love the rain and the good that it does but oh! no so much all at once!! 😉 xx

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1. writingthebody says:
  
  Jan 2, 2013 at 10:53 pm
  
  And fair enough too! Thank you.
2. willowdot21 says:
  
  Jan 2, 2013 at 11:10 pm
  
  😉

Prayers from Willow, poetic as ever 🙂

Lovely, Willow.

willowdot21 says:

Jan 3, 2013 at 6:29 pm

Thank you so much , did you notice that it is an acrostic poem?

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1. WordsFallFromMyEyes says:
  
  Jan 3, 2013 at 8:30 pm
  
  Oh Willow, I don’t even know what an accoustic poem is. I’m so sorry. If you tell me, I’ll read it aloud & get a sense for that accousticness. I noticed it had rhythm…. (any points for that?!)
2. willowdot21 says:
  
  Jan 3, 2013 at 9:39 pm
  
  All the points you want;) An acrostic poem is one that if
  you read the first letter of each line it will make a word. The word being the title of the poem. My poem is named Hopeful, so the left hand letters at the start of each line spell HOPEFUL 🙂 xxxxxx I am hopeful that that makes sense.!