Acrostic Reflection, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter)

My image is that of one life
Invisible to most, and those who have died
Reveals the scars and tumbles, and strife
Recollection, regret, can’t reverse time
Obvious lessons lost in the grind
Rescinded, remanded, thoughts of my mind

She bleeds on the page, her story not kind
Young at her death, she became blind
Lost in the pain, she could not refrain
Vacated this world, she didn’t remain
Inevitable conclusion, lost in confusion
Abandoned this life, head in the oven

Prose about tulips
Love lost on her lips
Amazing stanzas
To which we now read
Horrible ending, she planted the seed.

My image is that of many times
Inconceivable to me, to meet such demise
Revealing the feeling, to stay alive
Radiating, permutation, affirmation
Ovation, motivation, inspiration
Rarefied talent, she was that kind

Jesus she wrote of, that of a chief
Under the skies, the stars night shift
Surely the walk over the humped bridge
The neon strobed traffic, to that she confessed

Obdurate to follow her friend’s path
Now and forever, linked to Plath
Couldn’t shake oblivion’s hall
Emissions became her final call

Another master in the grip of a pen
Neither could shed the reaper’s wind
None of their words repeated again
Enigmatic, erratic, chaotic, atomic

Slowly, methodically, word chemistry
Elation, fixation, revelation, deduction
Xyster, scraping tool, sullen bone suicide rule
Tapestry of misery, artistry of poetry
Objective, collective, subjective, exhaustive
Now in the annals of history.
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Another acrostic poem and ode to my favorite poets Sylvia Plath and Anne Sexton.

Odes in the acrostic part “Mirror” by Silvia Plath
Odes in the acrostic part “Just Once” by Anne Sexton

References in the stanzas to Plath’s poem “Tulips”

References to Sexton’s poems are the bridge from Plath to Sexton “that kind”, in the last stanza about Plath, bridging to Sexton, refers to Sexton’s poem “Her Kind” and later references to “Wanting To Die” and “Jesus Cooks” and “Starry Night”.

Plath ended her life by sticking her head in the oven. Anne Sexton was a personal friend of Plath’s. 11 years later Anne ended her life with the car in a closed garage.

Both are huge influences on me. I am 100% anti-suicide. I think about all the times I came close, but as you read these words right now, know that you would not be reading them if I had succeeded in my prior thoughts.

“Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem”, unknown. But I agree. if you are having these feelings, get help. You can google suicide prevention online, or talk to a trusted family member or friend. Or call 988 or 911. You are not alone.