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April Fool's Day

"Such a shame. That boy had such promise." Shaking her head, she remembered some of the times she'd seen him... it's creative Saturday have fun. (BC)

"Such a shame. That boy had such promise." Shaking her head, she remembered some of the times she'd seen him playing soccer; he was a genius with the ball even at a very early age.

“What did become of him, that skinny boy? I’ve seen him on television.”

“He didn’t become a professional soccer player, mom, that’s for sure. Although I wished he had!” Her son replied, pulling away her pillow to fluff it up a little, at the Institute for the demented elderly.

“Little Donny Trump? What did become of him…?”

Prompt: This is the first day of National Poetry month and Creative Saturday. Write a poem using any form on any subject you want. Have fun. Be creative.(BCOFs)

Rusty ~An Acrostic poem


Rusty:
Under pressure
Style and form variable
This needs exploration…
Yell: “I want to write a poem!”

Yay: I need to express myself!
T’being months without writing lyrics
So, I better get on that word wagon
Unify a poem a day for 30 days
Ravish, if I can pull this off.