Chetta Achara Poet Acrostic

Seems Like Yesteday -

Seems like only yesterday we carved our names in the bark of an old oak,
Each letter was a promise of tomorrow and forever, dreams of our future together~
Endless time, though each moment flitted by like a firefly at twilight,
Moving in and out of focus as we tried to catch the starlit skies
So close and yet so far.

Lightly did the world rest
In our love like a feather
Keeping us warm in the fabric of time,
Each moment creating a memory. 

Years pass by and are scattered like leaves in the autumn breeze
Entering at the cold threshold of winter, the fabric no longer keeps us warm,
Seams start to unravel as life becomes a threadbare rag where beauty once created patterned
Tapestries of color,
Each thread wrapped around the presence of your laughter and spirit of you becoming one with me~
Roughly life has taken the half of me that was you,
Death is the curtain through which you have passed and through which I will soon follow,
Afterward the stars may write our epilogue as we journey in realms unseen,
Yet our names will remain carved in the bark of that old oak.

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Susan Ashley November 3, 2025 at 1:14 PM Dear Chetta, congratulations for your success in Mark' contest with your emotive and evocative acrostic poem. Potent poignancy so poetically delivered. I adore the ethereal and earthly end to your poem for a spiritual yet physical finale. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan Susan Ashley November 3, 2025 at 2:20 PM It definitely is! Chetta Achara November 3, 2025 at 1:18 PM Thank you. The poetry marathon is challenging.

Mark Toney October 29, 2025 at 2:36 PM Chetta, it was clever of you to use the acrostic form. “Seems Like Yesterday.” The initial letters of each line anchors the poem, in effect preserving it, just as the letters of your “names will remain carved in the bark of that old oak.” Congratulations on your top 10 win on Mile 24 of my 2025 Poetry Marathon Contest. Keep your running shoes on, because Mile 25 has already started. Only 2 more miles to go before the Qualifiers’ Final Placement contest! Chetta Achara October 29, 2025 at 3:06 PM Thank you. It is always a thrill for me when I place in one of your contests.

Danny Derden September 21, 2025 at 1:27 PM Your poem is a deeply moving and beautiful tribute to a lost love. The imagery is incredibly powerful, from the carved names in the oak to the unraveling of life's "threadbare rag." Chetta Achara September 21, 2025 at 3:01 PM Thank you.

sara Etgen-Baker September 17, 2025 at 6:04 PM an emotional and poignant acrostic....it deeply touched me, every line. These two, though, resonated with me: Roughly life has taken the half of me that was you, Death is the curtain through which you have passed and through which I will soon follow I empathize with you and your grief. Well done. hugs, Sara Chetta Achara September 17, 2025 at 6:25 PM Thank you Sara. I am happy with how this poem turned out. I usually write more brief verses. It was a challenge.