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

Destiny (an acrostic poem)

Determined to be the great hope since birth

Emily always had the burden of being the chosen one

She was chosen to watch her sisters, chosen to become a doctor

Then she was chosen for lifting her family out of poverty

It was enough to be soul-crushing

Never was she allowed to do something just for herself

Yet when she finally fulfilled all the predictions she took her own life as a way of claiming it back

 

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Tart (an acrostic poem)

Tempting as it was to throw in an acerbic comment to such a crock

Anthony settled for a piquant hand gesture instead

Reaching into his bag he plopped another mini turnover into his mouth

The fact that his doctor didn’t appreciate his dry sense of humor didn’t bother him

 

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Spin (an acrostic poem)

Swinging around in circles

Playing with their emotions

Injecting new thoughts

Now that’s why I’m a doctor

 

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Double Cross (A 100 word story)

The smash to his head was the first hint that someone disagreed with what Ted had said to the youth on his lawn.  He stumbled backward, finally finding his balance.

Ted was still trying to shake out the cobwebs, when the kid that hit him then charged him.  Ted took the youth’s shoulder in his gut, knocking the wind from him.  The youth threw Ted up and off his feet, smashing Ted backward to the ground.

The kid stood over Ted. “You want to play doctor with little girls?  You even look at my sister again I will kill you.”