Mechanic (an acrostic poem)

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Machine magician, doctor of octane studies, wrench whisperer

Every one of those titles match well with her engine grease pedicure

Changing the blown out head gasket of an Oldsmobile 442

Her wizardry breathed life back into that smoke belching dragon

And by the end it bent to her will, purring with all eight cylinders

Now ready to consume as much blacktop and gasoline as could be reached by the tip of the pedal

It was the masterful application of her sorcery and to celebrate its completion she pushed her mount to the max

Causing twin black streaks as evidence of her passing as she rode the beast into the distance

Replaced (an acrostic poem)

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Reading through the want ads looking for something to do.

Everyone wanted experience, and I haven’t done the time.

Perhaps in the past I would have lied and tried my best.

Learning what I could before I was given my parole.

And applying that knowledge to the next economic sentence.

Can’t believe no matter where I go, there I would chains waiting.

Eventually the robots will come and take all of it away.

Destroying our way of life and setting us free, but to do what?

Star (an acrostic poem)

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Supernova hatred exploded from Jim.

The waves of revulsion swept over Andy, knocking him back a step.

Andy worried about what was left of the man who used to be his best friend.

Realizing that now a black hole was where Jim’s heart used to be.

Buddy (an acrostic poem)

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Being with you is one of the best things in my life

Under the full moon, with mischief on our minds

Doing deeds we will never talk about unless copious amounts of alcohol are consumed

Determined to make our mark on this world

You know, like the tatts we gave each other

Reward (an acrostic poem)

 

Researching how to solve the problem

Eunice pondered what would be the best method

When she finally decided what she wanted to try

All the things went spectacularly wrong.

Resulting in an amazing learning opportunity

Didn’t realize that this would be her only …

 

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Final Exam (an acrostic poem)

 

For all the marbles

It is the last hurdle before the summer

Now is the time to prove mastery

And if you do, the glory of that elusive 4.0 awaits

Lest you fall into the pit of despair

 

Everyone dreads that test, even the professors

X-ray vision on both sides looking for the core of understanding

Amid the trivia of facts and figures

Make your best-educated guess and may the odds be ever in your favor

 

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Useless (an acrostic poem)

Until her twenty-third birthday, Abagail thought she was special

She would walk around like the queen she knew she had to be

Everything changed when she met Chuck

Love left her vulnerable, lowered her confidence

Esteem shrunk under Chuck’s manipulative eye

Soon she was relegated to being just his wife and not his partner

She told herself it was for the best.  Otherwise, she would be ….

 

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