Monday, June 22, 2015

ACROSTIC--By James Rasmusson--United States


A crostic poems are fun to do
C reating lines that are right on cue,
R endering verse when a line’s first letter
O ffers meaning yet doesn’t fetter the
S pelling out of a sonorous title
T hat describes your heartfelt recital.
I n a craft of alphabetic form
C ontrol is crucial to inspire and inform.

James began writing in the 1960’s and immediately showed a love for seasonal, humorous, and philosophical poetry. In the late 70’s, he became an ardent photographer and soon found that the two artistic mediums cross pollinated each other. West Michigan is an art Mecca with over 100 galleries and art camps with Jim residing in the lovely coastal town of Holland, Michigan. A practitioner of Surat Shabd Yoga since 1972, his art is an expression of his lifetime love affair with nature and his quest for truth. James is the winner of many awards in both photography and poetry including the 2005 Shadow Poetry 5th biannual chapbook competition. The artist says he likes to underscore the abstract and tease the mind and be ever alert for juxtapositions that express irony, absurdity, and poignancy, desiring for people to feel both tension and resolution in his compositions.


  1. Oh, this is ever so clever, combining acrostic with couplets. I cannot express how much I enjoyed this effort, James. It is fantastic... From time to time, I will do this, and not let on that I have done so, other than the person I write it to.

    You definitely have your ABCs in order. :)

  2. This is just perfect Jim. I love this clever tribute to the acrostic form which is a favorite form of mine. Truly outstanding. Aloha, Connie

  3. James,
    I can do acrostics, but mine never rhyme. The hardest one I did was "God Loves You" which was very hard to do. I've done them with the words "Smile" and "Rainbow", too, both were much easier! A great effort you did on yours!
    Your friend,
    David Fox

  4. This is a fabulous write. I loved how you rhymed your lines and they don't feel like they are forced. What a harmonious poem, Great work.