Conjuring up a little bit of magic
As he waved his wand in the air
Setting loose his spell
That he hoped would ensnare that damned trout
Cast (an acrostic poem)
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Dial (an acrostic poem)
Digits scattered around in a ritualistic circle
It spun and clicked as it began its spell
And soon there were disembodied voices talking from the other side
Listen close and you might hear grandma
Story (an acrostic poem)
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So what would you say if I told you that magic really does exist
That it surrounds you, but you don’t even notice it
Or that you probably have magic in your house right now
Really. Lean in close and let me tell you a secret
You only need to open a book and let it cast its spell on you
Spell (an acrostic poem)
So do you believe in the magic that surrounds you?
Pushing the fantastical into the factual
Enabling imagination to define reality
Letting wonder bloom in the field of drab predictability
Let’s drink deep of this fever dream and cast our fancy into the world
Magic (an acrostic poem)
My valentine cast a spell on me
As she breathed out the words “I do”,
Giving me that moment I had been craving my whole life.
It was too perfect.
Could this all be an illusion?
Technology (an acrostic poem)
The mathmagicians cast their spell of logic
Electrical and mechanical design engineers took that energy and gave it physical form
Constructing a simulacrum of silicon and glass
Handing it off to the whisperers of binary
Now they coded in the soul and function of the new beast
Ordering the chaos of all the possibilities of this new creation
Lifting it from an inanimate object
Obscuring the line between animated and animator
Giving the world a new fascination that
You can hold in your hand
Twilight (an acrostic poem)
That in between light and dark
When magic was at its strongest
Isabel cast my spell
Looking for a way to win his love
It may seem silly to most people
Giving this a try
Hell, she thought it was silly herself
That didn’t stop her from hoping they were all wrong
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Friends with benefits?
Jennifer looked back at Robert and tried to smile, but the corners of her mouth were just too heavy. “I understand,” she said, “It doesn’t mean we still can’t be friends.”
“Of course we can,” Robert said. “I’m totally into being friends. Super friends even! I mean, we obviously were friendly. We can still be that way.”
“Be what way?” Jennifer asked. “I’m confused.”
Robert put on his most charming grin. Boy Jennifer loved that grin. “Well, like we were before. Super friends with benefits,” he said.
“Wait, you want to break up, AND be together?” Jennifer asked, her fiery red hair whipped up by her emotions and the wind.
Robert held his hand up for a high five. “Exactly! How cool is that?” he asked.
Jennifer felt the fires begin to burn in her stomach. “You want to break up with me,” Jennifer said, “but still want to hook up.” Robert smiled with that charming grin still on his face. Right now she wanted to burn it completely to ash, but it was so too cute. She shook her head trying to banish his power over her. “And stop doing that!”
“Doing what?” Robert asked, the dimples of his cheeks almost twinkling.
“Trying to cast a spell on me,” Jennifer replied. “Keep it up and I will burn you.
“Oops, sorry,” he said, as he turned down his smile into something more manageable. “Is that better?”
“Much.” Jennifer shook her head, trying to shake the last of the cobwebs out. She felt her righteous anger return. “This is all about Miss Magnificent, isn’t it?” she asked. “I knew that I should have burnt that bitch to the ground the first time you brought her around.”
“Don’t say that Jennifer,” Robert said. “You’re a hero to her, not some villain.”
“She was jealous of what we had, and now she’s taking you away from me,” Jennifer said. She didn’t know if she wanted to cry or burn this whole place down to the ground. She loved being with Robert. They worked so well together. “Is she really that much better than me?”
“This isn’t about Linda,” Robert said.
“Miss Magnificent!” said Jennifer.
Robert ignored her outburst. “Linda pointed out I could have an opportunity to hook up with more people. I liked the thought of that. I wanted to try out being part of a group. You always wanted to be exclusive,” he said.
“I didn’t realize you were into the whole group thing,” Jennifer said. “You never told me about that.”
“Would it have made a difference?” Robert asked.
“No,” Jennifer fired back. “But it would have been nice to know. Maybe we wouldn’t have hooked up in the first place.”
“Don’t say that Jennifer. That hurts,” said Robert.
Jennifer seized her opening. “As much as when Miss Magnificent and the rest of her floozies leave you high and dry?”
Robert dropped the remaining bits of his smile. “What is so wrong with Linda?” he asked. “You always had it in for her.”
“She is hideous!” Jennifer fired back. “Always showing off how high and mighty she is. She is always lauding her power over others. It is disgusting. If you have it, you don’t need to flaunt it.”
Robert laughed. “You’re jealous of her.”
“Of her,” Jennifer replied, “no.” Robert stared at her in disbelief. “Of her abilities,” Jennifer continued, “hell yes. She is amazing and looks great. All. The. Time. It leaves a little girl like me feeling less self-assured.”
“You know you are awesome,” Robert said. “You have been my hero for so long that maybe I forgot how awesome you are.”
Robert reached out to give Jennifer a hug, but she placed her hands on his ample muscular chest and kept him at arm’s length. Damn he was a fine specimen. “One step closer and we will see how flame retardant your shirt is,” Jennifer said. “And will you stop trying to be so nice. I want to hate you for a while.”
Robert looked her in the eyes. “No games, just listen,” he said. “What we’ve done, that has been legendary. People still talk about that time we hooked up in the park.” Jennifer laughed a little. “See, that’s better.”
Jennifer nodded. “Maybe it’s for the best. I’ll miss you,” she said.
“It doesn’t have to be that way,” Robert said. “You could join our group.”
“I’m not like that,” Jennifer said. “I…”
A distant voice screamed. “Help, Martyrdom is attacking city hall.”
Robert held out his hand to Jennifer. “One more time then?” he asked.
Jennifer took his hand. “Why not,” she said. Her eyes burst into flames to match her hair. “I’m ready Mr. Impressive.”
Robert flashed that million dollar smile again. “Then here we go Flamestress.” And with that he flew them towards the sound of the carnage.
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