Sandra Adams Poet Acrostic

Diabetes I Hate You

Dishearten me if that is your will
I have seen countless others dance in your shadows
Abandoned, alone within your grasp
Bested through your touch
Exhausted they fell
Too tired to two-step to the beat of their own hearts
Empathetic eyes closing before me for one last time
Silence replacing their laughter

I remember all too well

Have you come for me now?
Alas! I will not dance and fall to your touch!
Twirl around with the thoughts in my mind
Entertain yourself with my childhood pain

You etched those memories there
Obnoxious thief that you are
Unhand me, I don't care to dance


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John Hamilton June 21, 2019 at 9:57 PM I never realized it was an acrostic until after...a testament to your talent, usually acrostic poems feel stilted, without flow this one no way, very sad and powerful. Sadly I have two family members with this scourge! Sandra Adams June 21, 2019 at 10:06 PM Thank you John and sorry to hear about your family members! I have watched family members all my life battle with it, unfortunately most are gone! I agree that Acrostic poems rarely flow they are often a bunch of broken thoughts making a word down the side of the page :)