Well, some of you have taken to the alphabet poems. First, let’s showcase my friend, Connie. Seeing her try this totally thrilled me:

Are
boys
comfortable?
Delight
everytime
for
grace.
Hover
in
joy.
Kiss
lonely
men
nicely.
Overjoyed
people
quietly
rise.
Silence
tames
us
very
well.
Xerantic
yellow
zenith

And now, the friend who gave me the idea, the friend whose writing I always, always, always covet. My poetry seriously hides away in shame.

Anyone else?