Disclaimer: Here’s the final of 5 poems written in December 2010 for my Intro to Creative Writing final. I was 22 years old at the time. I also had a read a selection of these (or maybe all of them?) in front of my class as part of my final.
Clearly I had a thing for acrostics, because the last three poems in my portfolio are acrostic poems. “An acrostic is a poem (or other form of writing) in which the first letter (or syllable, or word) of each line (or paragraph, or other recurring feature in the text) spells out a word, message or the alphabet” (Wikipedia).
Embrace me father, but I only feel the wind.
Make me cry, when I see a father holding his daughter’s hand.
Play with me, on the family videos I watch.
Tell me you love me, but only I feel the warmth of a sunny day.
Yell when I’m in trouble, but I only hear mother’s voice.
Sing to me, but all I hear is the birds chirping in the early morn.
Pray for me. I pray for you too.
Answer my questions, but I am still confused.
Celebrate my triumphs through the kindness of your brothers and sisters.
Exit my life, but never my heart.