Read more about acrostics or shape poems, sometimes called visual poetry or concrete poems

A shape poem   another shape poem

Nothing stirs or walks about
Ill wishing waits `till day to come back out
Growing fastens up its pace
Healing grows its gentle ways with grace
Tomorrow may have not be great, but whatever happens at night is fate.

Dawn starts this stunning time
Around the hills birds will chime
Young souls wake, and new souls make.

Pushing the VC back
Ordering forward ho
Repelling the attackers
Killing all they send
Charlie's on the ridge
Helicopters in the skies
Occupied by the Viet Mihn
Power by fire superiority
H*** on Earth
In the crazy tunnels
Laying in the fields
Landing zones are hot

ouldn't make a better movie
Just with kids--
Spielberg here we come.