boldly she walks into the mist--the cold gray mist
entrapped and overwhelmed she prays, “please save my soul…”
zephyrs with reverent care brush past her kneeling thoughts
only the grasses sense the weight, her heavy heart
above she sees a few faint stars burn through the haze
riven from heaven’s depthless shores, one parts and falls



Had to stop by and read your acrostics list. Yes, I read them all
and it was refreshing, to say the least. The one thing that bugs the most about acrostics is that the pause is so obvious at the end of the lines, and each new letter in the word begins its own sentence. There's never any enjambment. But here, especially with the first and (into) the second lines, you've done a seamless job of it. I'm rarely a fan of "z" words. I think I'm an alphabet bigot of some kind or another, because certain letters just have words and sounds which don't feel like they belong in the flow of poem. Zephyr is one of those words for me because it sounds unnecessarily... intelligent. lol. Okay, okay, I know that sounds silly, but really, "wind" would work just as well(assuming this wasn't an acrostic of course). It's all personal preference really, and I definitely applaud that you thought of any word that starts with "z" because really, other than "zoo", my vocab is limited there. lol. 








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