Mystery Acrostic Poems

Mysterious

My entire being tells me
You are my one and only
Soul mate, though your 
True self is hidden from me.
Every time I’m with you, I want...

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Something warm in the wind 
Puts the color back with ease, 
'Round the stems of flowers 
Into the limbs of trees ...
Newness to the place...

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" The course of true love never did run smooth " - A Midsummer's Night’s Dream (Shakespeare)


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Certainly! Here’s a long-form haiku-inspired poem with the requested stylistic nuances:

The Gemini Vines
(A Mystical Haiku Tale)

Beneath twin moons’ gaze, their whispers softly say,
the stars foretell...

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    A  bove, the King on high
    B  elow, His creations live and die
   ...

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My Special Poet Poetry Contest- Tom Woody
This poem is dedicated to Speaks Volumes, PS Poet.
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Quote: I know there is a place for me in this...

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Luminous 
Images
From 
Eternity...

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Lost in reverie
Out of time
Voyaging through stars
Embracing infinity 
...

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People and places like thread
Over and under, sewing your head
Leaking and squeaking
Thrilling and peeking
Elements of illusion
Rebounds with delusion
Grumbling in your ears
Ending and halting heartbeat in...

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T:ime is a dreadful thing,
I:t hurts without mercy,but also heals,
M:imicry it plays,
E:ndless it is,

T:ime,
A: tank of scenarios,
N:estled in a cocoon of mystery, 
K:leptomaniac it is,but...

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Kindergarten Teacher

  Kind when she shares her bologna sandwich.
 
  Imaginative when she has to use Q-tips to teach.
  
  Nurturing...

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Perched minds peruse the mystery
Observe a beauty they do not perceive
Explore the underside of leaves, ignore
Trees deep tangle
Roots that lead to
Yesterday.

Sunrise forever breaks
On white sand...

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ROCHELLE  ANNE
               Acrostic
       

R…ochelle...

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Hot white harvest 
a bone dry land 
years have been spent building 
this reapers Machine on desolate Sand 
American madness 
An empire of a dream,...

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Creatures scratching at my door
Ripping sheets off my bed
Imagining shards of my soul being ripped
Minutes passing being unable to breathe
Silent whispers pass through my head
Ongoing...

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