a door is cleansed and Blake goes oooh
let years go by–some looky-lieu
develops his own loup-garoux
o Brave New World assez gentil
unless you [heart] a huckabee
soliloquizing fearlessly
Tag Archives: acrostic
Derail Stress
Uh Oh/Dire Need/Unfinished/Business
On this page are four acrostic poems and a scattering of images. In all the images are indications of Gamesmanship, a few involving chess pieces. One image has a horse as background, a kissing couple framed by the horse, and three fuzzily-defined chess pieces in front of the couple. There’s also a tennis player waiting for a serve; a balding man flanked by Queens; a soaring hawk and a gliding parasail; two marathoners, one a runner and one a wheelchair athlete; and a hand grasping a long pencil–the last a bit of Draughtsman Versus Blankpage gamesmanship.
The acrostics go from the semisilly to the earnestly serious (Business). Here are their words:
Uh Oh
UNDERSEA say not Land Ho
HOVERCRAFT push Aitch 2 Oh
Dire Need
DESTINY may frown or grin
If the effort’s genuine
Rocks along the road impede
Extra moxie takes the lead
Unfinished
Undone undefined mistake
Now coiled entwines like a snake
Finessing a news spot whilst miked
Is bound to get Harry well liked
Business
Buy & sell & keep it clean
Urge an Ethos crystalline
Soles are worn with hardwalked shoes
It will help to pay your Dues
Wise Foci
Windows shatter; Oxfords scuff
Ill winds blow & candles snuff–O
SYNC is spelled S – Y – N – C
EFF O L. De’ MEDICI
Foci are more than one Focus. Can they be wise? I was intrigued by the notion that they could, and then all of this spilled out.
Lorenzo De’ Medici, called Il Magnifico, was a wealthy art patron who sponsored both Leonardo and Michelangelo. I think he did more good than harm. I Eff him chiefly to achieve the near-synchronicity of S – Y – N – C and F – O – L – D. No one in the Universe has ever achieved this, exactly. If I hadn’t done over a thousand acrostics in preparation, I wouldn’t have been able to do it either.
Low Tech Selfie/Circuitry
My Girlfriend’s miles and miles away, and will be for at least a day, and that is why my woe I trace–Self-Portrait With A Grumpy Face.
Circuitry
Concatenated circumstance au fait
Is rarely/never surfeit–Chas. Boyer
Refinedly informed his mate: No Way
Historical note: Richard Feynman was not only a fine bongo-drums and frigideira player, and a first-rate Nobel-Prize-winning physicist, but he was also a creditable artist. He signed his artwork “Ofey,” a phoneticization of “au fait,” which is French for “It is done.”
Tread Water…Miracle…Water Tread
For a long time a friend of mine was following “A Course In Miracles.” Their definition of Miracle: “A change in perception.”
The pH of seawater happens to be identical to that of human blood. Coincidence?
I do not consider myself a Christian but I am a big fan of some of the things Jesus was said to have said and done; and on occasion I have cheerfully invoked the thanksgiving prayer “Rub a dub dub–thanks for the grub–Yaaaaaaaay, JESUS!”
I am also a big fan of s. harris and his many intelligent and yet belly-laugh-demanding cartoons. Check him out sometime, if you haven’t–he’s Miraculous!
Here are the words to the double-letter-adjacent quadruple quadrimetric acrostic:
Twixt pad of toad & eye of newt
Raw Magic warps the eye & ear
Eternal Music plucks the lute
Aeolian susurrant sea
Dry eyes may mist from things half heard where Miracles are not absurd
Sissy/Bubba
This weekend Denise and I have the pleasure of the company of Denise’s twin grandchildren. They are known colloquially as Sissy and Bubba, and they are capital-A Adorable. My drawing of them does not do them justice.
Here are the words to the double acrostic, which is a ‘strict’ acrostic, meaning the characters strings comprising each line are all of the same length.
Serene yet giggly Girl with Brother like a tiger cub
It is a duo with much to do & Mischief’s on the menu
Some days have grrs & lunacy some days a toe’ll stub
Some days are movied/Park&Recked & go without a flub
Yet Love is ALWAYS there in Twinness-Shared Continua
Stars, Key & Hutch
A couple of days ago a dynamic duo named Beth & Paul sold me an oak desk/hutch they’d advertised on Craigslist. The hutch is eminently drawable but needs company; thus this page was born. It is a sometimes thinly, sometimes thickly disguised celebration of puns and other word-association sorties, sorta. (Like those last two words.) (Like those last two words?)
Here is the quadruple-acrostic transcription:
Some friendly Flicka ate her oats & whinnied, meaning Pooh
The queen of Egypt slaked her thirst & Brutus he et tu
Avoirdupois was pounded out & tried & found in want
Recovery’s de-livery’s a frisked & bucking bronc
So roar at ease Sorority: shellac & conquer conch
Fan + Taz + Sum = Phantasm
The Fan is the fan in my study. Taz is the Tasmanian Devil, with which I’ve taken a couple of liberties, but nowhere near as much as the Looney Tunes folks took, bless them. The Sum is a summation, derived from withered memories of first-semester calculus class of more than half my life ago. It all makes weird sense if you think of the fan as a disseminator of etheric force, Taz as apocalyptic primality, and the Sum as the glide-path approach to an unreachable asymptotic discontinuity.
Here are the words:
Filaments become the warp & weft from eldritch looms
Analogued anomalies evolve as strange as Mu
Numinosity precurses curse: the ZAP of Doom
Appley Encore
I wasn’t very happy with my apple drawing yesterday, so I tried, tried again, with the notion that if an apple does an encore there better be some core involved.
Here are the words, and I hope my friend and correspondent Michel Lamontagne forgives the atrocious use of French.
An Appetite may intervene
Perhaps divert to soup tureen
Perhaps les pommes’ll suit Jean-Luc
Legumes en table–not too cuckoo
Esprit de corps will cause to soar
Yet Winesaps please us even more










