Mystery Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#mystery
we work in secret undercover
Waiting in the shadows
Double agent breaking codes
Captive of your beauty
Air thick, humid and smoldering
Double agent breaking codes
Captive of your beauty
Air thick, humid and smoldering
#identity
#minimalist
#mystery #secrets
#mystery #secrets
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She likes her floors clean and her boyfriend dead
Martha Fokker of Lincoln, Nebraska greased the floor of her kitchen in an attempt to kill her one-legged boyfriend in 1993. She slipped on the floor and knocked herself unconscious instead. Police found more grease near the top of the stairs and by the bathroom door. The boyfriend, Lou Briccant, insisted that Martha was doing a little housework. Six months later, Martha fell backwards killing herself on a flight of stairs in the basement. She was carrying up that same bucket of grease that she tried using on her boyfriend to kill him. Was she going to clean the floors or attempt to kill him...
#boyfriend
#fiction
#mystery #tragedy
#mystery #tragedy
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The Emergency
Look out!
They're coming for you
Who is it?
Why me??
I'm perfectly healthy
How did I get here?
What happened?
I'm on this table, motionless
I can hear & see but I can't talk or move
It's like I'm in some sort of comatose state
I can see the nurses & doctors talking but i don't see their mouths moving
They continue to look towards me
One of the nurses has this large needle
She's walking towards me
I don't like this one bit
There's no way I can stop or defend myself
Please no, don't put me to sleep!! ...
They're coming for you
Who is it?
Why me??
I'm perfectly healthy
How did I get here?
What happened?
I'm on this table, motionless
I can hear & see but I can't talk or move
It's like I'm in some sort of comatose state
I can see the nurses & doctors talking but i don't see their mouths moving
They continue to look towards me
One of the nurses has this large needle
She's walking towards me
I don't like this one bit
There's no way I can stop or defend myself
Please no, don't put me to sleep!! ...
#fiction
#mystery
#scary #ShortStory
#scary #ShortStory
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White-knuckle
Break to see or flee for shade
by a gawk of rocks
in white-knuckle blaze...
a raving phrase
is carried on the breeze,
under the shovel
of an encroaching
storm distress
over wide, weary
scabs on the pull - mend
a slip through the cracks
into callous fist
(they cooked us with looks
so we spoke through smoke,
our love whispered
in a garbled flux
of gilded whine,
our needled eyes on the prize
cleaving the dirt
from air to gold
all while choking on time ...
by a gawk of rocks
in white-knuckle blaze...
a raving phrase
is carried on the breeze,
under the shovel
of an encroaching
storm distress
over wide, weary
scabs on the pull - mend
a slip through the cracks
into callous fist
(they cooked us with looks
so we spoke through smoke,
our love whispered
in a garbled flux
of gilded whine,
our needled eyes on the prize
cleaving the dirt
from air to gold
all while choking on time ...
#FreeVerse
#mystery
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She don't know me
My heart is for you
When I open up my eyes
I wish you were mine
When I open up my eyes
I wish you were mine
#dreams
#love
#mystery
#sadness
#senryu
165 reads
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Messenger at Night
In the dead of night
I guess I will never know
Caught within a dream
I guess I will never know
Caught within a dream
#dreams
#mystery
#senryu #TruthOfLife
#senryu #TruthOfLife
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Missing at sea
Times of change my friend
I hope you'll come back one day
Candle of hope burns
I hope you'll come back one day
Candle of hope burns
#friendship
#hope
#mystery
#sea
#senryu
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She's Obedient but Thinking Out of the Box
Could be my dog
Could be my wife
Could be my mistress
Could be my muse
Could be my massage therapist
Could be my dry cleaner
Could be my cardiologist
Could be
Or
?
Could be my wife
Could be my mistress
Could be my muse
Could be my massage therapist
Could be my dry cleaner
Could be my cardiologist
Could be
Or
?
#CharlesBukowski
#dogs
#EECummings
#mystery
#SelfDiscovery
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Nature Speaks
Rain fell before dawn
Cleansing
Purifying
Catalyst of growth
Symbol of prophesy
Stepping out
Startled by a hawk's cry
Loud and nearby
Screeching seven times
eight times
seven times
The distance answering five
Seven is the symbol of spirit, sustenance, and struggle
Eight like a ladder
Reveals the ability to rise
And go beyond nature
The realm of infinite possibilities
Seven is the symbol of spirit, sustenance, and struggle.
Five meaning, Lo, Behold!
Swooping ...
Cleansing
Purifying
Catalyst of growth
Symbol of prophesy
Stepping out
Startled by a hawk's cry
Loud and nearby
Screeching seven times
eight times
seven times
The distance answering five
Seven is the symbol of spirit, sustenance, and struggle
Eight like a ladder
Reveals the ability to rise
And go beyond nature
The realm of infinite possibilities
Seven is the symbol of spirit, sustenance, and struggle.
Five meaning, Lo, Behold!
Swooping ...
#mystery
#spiritual
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15 Comments
They Called It Murder (Cozy Mystery)
This story starts quite odd, since I did not get involved until they called it murder.
My name is Kate Wells. I am the top investigative reporter of the Inwood Feline Gazette. You may not have heard of us since we are not nationally known, but the news must be reported, even if it’s mundane.
The incident became known at six-fifteen in the evening on October 23. I must print that since that is what they agreed to have on record. Off the record, it was a slightly different story that I would prefer you to know.
The chief of the gazette, Elwood Rimm, sent me to...
My name is Kate Wells. I am the top investigative reporter of the Inwood Feline Gazette. You may not have heard of us since we are not nationally known, but the news must be reported, even if it’s mundane.
The incident became known at six-fifteen in the evening on October 23. I must print that since that is what they agreed to have on record. Off the record, it was a slightly different story that I would prefer you to know.
The chief of the gazette, Elwood Rimm, sent me to...
#cats
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#funny #mystery
#funny #mystery
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Murder at the Club of Hearts
The murderer is in this very room. Four suspects are in front of me, and one has done it. You may be thinking, Janet, you are in the room as well.
I’ve already deduced that I am clear. For my part in this case, other than to solve it. I was on the other side.
of the room, having a glass of wine and ogling the drummer in the jazz band.
There is a dead body lying in the center of the floor, with a white sheet covering it. There is a boyfriend who is bereaved in the death of the woman. There is the best friend who seems to be pissed off that she is being...
I’ve already deduced that I am clear. For my part in this case, other than to solve it. I was on the other side.
of the room, having a glass of wine and ogling the drummer in the jazz band.
There is a dead body lying in the center of the floor, with a white sheet covering it. There is a boyfriend who is bereaved in the death of the woman. There is the best friend who seems to be pissed off that she is being...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#mystery
88 reads
10 Comments
Nighttime Hunt
![restricted poem](/images/extremecontent.jpg)
#dark
#death
#mystery #nature
#mystery #nature
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