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R A C H E L L E (an acrostic for you, dear)
by Trisha De GraciaRuining our ability to speak with her words
As she dances between her own lines, she is
Crafting stanzas in ways that would make Shakespeare's bones applaud.
How(e) does she do it?
Even she gets excited about her work (probably feels left out).
Linger longer and look through the folders, find a
Little girl that breathes in rainbows and
Embodies a voice that never stops playing with phrases. 12/05/2003 Author's Note: I myself am particularily fond of the groaner on H, lol, but that's me. For all who don't know, I am scheduled to be married to this fine specimen of a human being sometime in the near future. Dearest, this can be one of my wedding gifts ;) ;) :P
Posted on 12/05/2003
Copyright © 2024 Trisha De Gracia
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristine Briese on 12/06/03 at 02:01 AM Splendid. An excellent description of our dear Rachelle. And the groaner on "H" is wonderful. |
| Posted by Rachelle Howe on 12/07/03 at 03:35 AM oh, my darling future wife. this made my day. thank kristine for bringing it to my attention (we'll talk about that later, maybe while in bed, non?) you're such a grace, and god am i proud... must talk! must. i miss you. |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 12/10/03 at 04:52 PM Bravo! An excellent tribute to a fine poet! Words can't express how wonderful her abilities are, but yours come so close! :) |
| Posted by Brian Francis on 12/10/03 at 05:11 PM The poem was great. The only groan I heard was you. Nice work.--bf |
| Posted by Rachelle Howe on 09/18/06 at 05:16 AM so you stand me up at the alter and i don't hear anything? i'll take you back. just give me a breath. ;) |
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