The Acrostic Poem has been a long-standing challenge, mainly between B'Elana and PedanticBarSteward. However, we've decided to open up the idea to anyone who would like to take part, as a regular poetry challenge.

The word chosen each time is the Telegram Game's current word, so if you join in or subscribe to the telegram game you'll know as soon as it's announced. When you've completed your poem, submit it by posting to a new thread below, and we'll put the best of them together in the next issue.

Have fun!

PedanticBarSteward

Some days just start out gloomy from the earliest crack of dawn,
Hopes of any decent weather look increasingly forlorn,
Otherwise our best laid plans will have to be withdrawn.
We listen to the forecast and to what they have to say,
Expect bad weather from now on, until the end of May
Rain spoils what would otherwise have been a perfect day

Dmitri Gheorgheni

Some people sneeze,
Hope for rain,
Only water can save us.
Where did all that pollen come from?
Early spring sucks. I want a
Revolver to shoot those trees.

Bel

Singing in the rain –
Have they half a brain?
Oh, now they're dancing
Watch them start prancing
Each of the fellas
Rotates his umbrella.

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