A Cross T[r]ick - Acrostic
Departing with the train the week expires
On Friday night, commuters find release
Using well trained minds unused to peace
By pie[r]cing crossword clues, - games each admires.
Life-lines are strung out too, as each aspires
Enthusiastic to the morrow’s ease,
Creating word-games just before the peas
Rinsed with the salad welcome cooking fires.
On what enchanted waves will strange desires
Safety spurn when dreams seek f[l]resh release,
Sweet rapture, soft reflections sure to please,
In harmony with self. This, each requires.
Now, questions answered, prophecies fulfill
Great expectations bright with heightened will.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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