I was doodle-sketching a man looking vaguely like a bald Vincent Price. He looked like he needed a friend, so I added a waifish-looking woman, scaled differently so she would fit, and that enabled me to put her right arm around his head, rather protectively.

Then came consideration of a double-acrostic poem to go with the drawing, and “Scale Model” came quickly to mind: a Model built to Scale, punnish but (I hope) not too punishing.

I have done four acrosticizations of “Scale Model” and they all miss the mark but all have merit. If I did a dozen more I’d undoubtedly be nearer the mark, but there would go another few hours. I have a few other projects trying to be done, so the ghost of Robert Frost whispers

“Oh, I marked the first for another day!/But knowing how way leads on to way,/I doubted If I should be coming back.”

Scale Model

She and he have made a team

Cast and crew are oyster-steamed–O

At the wrap they’re all redeemed

Latent talent makes the theme

Ending well means what that hell

..

Scale Model

Sally 4th 4 new gigs loom

Comes the dawn we worry so

Angst is up til we feel doom’d

Lava flows and ice ergs floe

Every set’s a grassy knoll

..

Scale Model

She is small & he’s her gem

Cowardice has made him moo

And she haws as he has hemm’d

Lady’s skein’s a villanelle

Egomaniac doth swell

..

Scale Model

Sarcasm

Cameo

Adenoid

Lagniappe

Enamel