Mystery Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#mystery
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
10th Aug 2024 6:52pm
10th Aug 2024 6:52pm
North of Norway
When you're north of Norway
there's still more north to know
There's a polar ice cap
pooling into danger
a north pole
giving you the cold shoulder
and further north
heaven
- for the eternal believers club -
or Valhalla
to sate one's inner Viking.
Or perhaps there's simply the stratosphere
the mesosphere
the thermosphere
and the exosphere
and up and up and up and up
until space
is out of space
and has to wait for more time.
In the meantime,
if you...
there's still more north to know
There's a polar ice cap
pooling into danger
a north pole
giving you the cold shoulder
and further north
heaven
- for the eternal believers club -
or Valhalla
to sate one's inner Viking.
Or perhaps there's simply the stratosphere
the mesosphere
the thermosphere
and the exosphere
and up and up and up and up
until space
is out of space
and has to wait for more time.
In the meantime,
if you...
#culture
#dreams
#mystery #travel
#mystery #travel
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
10th Aug 2024 10:52am
10th Aug 2024 10:52am
Beware of Mysterious Eyes
I‘am the assassin
A contract killing tonight
Beware of mysterious eyes
Watching you in plain sight.
Unsettling thoughts creep in
You can run but you can’t hide
Surrounded by dark alley ways
Turn around, take a look behind.
Police can’t help
No proof someone is out to get you
Protect yourself somehow someway
Racing thoughts of someone I knew.
It might possibly have been my ex
Or maybe the company I embezzled.
Too many to really know
This is going to the next level.
I feel safer now
I’m...
A contract killing tonight
Beware of mysterious eyes
Watching you in plain sight.
Unsettling thoughts creep in
You can run but you can’t hide
Surrounded by dark alley ways
Turn around, take a look behind.
Police can’t help
No proof someone is out to get you
Protect yourself somehow someway
Racing thoughts of someone I knew.
It might possibly have been my ex
Or maybe the company I embezzled.
Too many to really know
This is going to the next level.
I feel safer now
I’m...
#fear
#mystery
#night
#rhyming
#shadows
122 reads
5 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
9th Aug 2024 6:49pm
9th Aug 2024 6:49pm
Murder at the Speakeasy
Grayson Wallace had been in New York for only a day before he was invited to a speakeasy by a large and garrulous waitress in a cafe, who flirted with him in the moments between steam bellowing from a giant percolator. It was 1922 and Wallace was four years from the torments of the last, Great War, a lot of which he'd spent going mad in a makeshift French hospital from the effects of mustard gas. He hadn't been able to eat horseradish since, and this minor loss to his dietary enjoyments struck him as somehow one of the more significant details of the trauma that entailed from service.
...
...
#fiction
#historical
#mystery #ShortStory
#mystery #ShortStory
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Dreamer4ever1979
Poem Published
7th Aug 2024 10:10pm
7th Aug 2024 10:10pm
Someday
I awaken to this room.
A room with no view.
A view never present,
due to blank walls that are like a canvas.
The confines consist of tables, chairs,
and a camera.
Therefore, someone was watching from somewhere.
Building my intense feelings was
nothing more than the sound of breathing.
Breathing not my own, emanating
from the speakerphone.
The phone cut and pointless,
left me with little chance to escape this
crazy fortress.
My mind wonders where might I be?
Spiraling away into insanity it would...
A room with no view.
A view never present,
due to blank walls that are like a canvas.
The confines consist of tables, chairs,
and a camera.
Therefore, someone was watching from somewhere.
Building my intense feelings was
nothing more than the sound of breathing.
Breathing not my own, emanating
from the speakerphone.
The phone cut and pointless,
left me with little chance to escape this
crazy fortress.
My mind wonders where might I be?
Spiraling away into insanity it would...
#dark
#mystery
#scary #ShortStory
#scary #ShortStory
126 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
27th Jul 2024 11:35am
27th Jul 2024 11:35am
Dichotomy
Only an artist can create what they don't understand
Just like language with no barriers on foreign lands
Memorize your poem, improvise when you recite
A larger then life coaster, I'm afraid of heights
These contradictions mean nothing to me
An enigma to all, nobody cares to see
Everything changes, it all stays the same
I'm in love with you, hatred is to blame
Yes me to death, ask questions if confused
Consensual sex, accusing me of abuse
These contradictions mean nothing to me
An enigma to all, nobody cares to see
...
Just like language with no barriers on foreign lands
Memorize your poem, improvise when you recite
A larger then life coaster, I'm afraid of heights
These contradictions mean nothing to me
An enigma to all, nobody cares to see
Everything changes, it all stays the same
I'm in love with you, hatred is to blame
Yes me to death, ask questions if confused
Consensual sex, accusing me of abuse
These contradictions mean nothing to me
An enigma to all, nobody cares to see
...
#dialogue
#learning
#lyrics
#mystery
#rhyming
157 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
8th Jul 2024 9:15pm
8th Jul 2024 9:15pm
Unsolved Mysteries
The families of Canadian tourists Maya Buttreeks and Jenny Tayla who had never met and whose daughters died under completely different circumstances in two different countries, faced a strangely similar problem. Maya died in July 1996 after falling on her forehead in a hotel lobby in Jamaica. Jenny died of a heart attack one month earlier, while vacationing in Sydney Australia. Maya was returned to Canada without her lungs, kidneys and part of his brain. Jenny was sent back to Canada with two hearts and four lungs. The families are still waiting for a believable explanation.
#death
#fiction
#holiday #mystery
#holiday #mystery
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fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2024 10:59am
3rd Jul 2024 10:59am
The Case of the Secret Gems (P.Du Sang Mystery) Finale
Twelve O’clock
The library at Valhalla Road was filled with not only books but the suspects.
“I know you all do not see why you have been gathered here instead of the police department.” Vine said as she paced looking at all of them.
“This is ridiculous.” Mr. Barker said as he approached the detective.
“Sit down Mr. Barker.” Vine said, “Give me a moment and all will be revealed.”
“Mr. Anastos. You knew Ms. Arkwright more than you let on?”
“Excuse me?” He said as sat strain in his chair.
“Yes, you are openly...
The library at Valhalla Road was filled with not only books but the suspects.
“I know you all do not see why you have been gathered here instead of the police department.” Vine said as she paced looking at all of them.
“This is ridiculous.” Mr. Barker said as he approached the detective.
“Sit down Mr. Barker.” Vine said, “Give me a moment and all will be revealed.”
“Mr. Anastos. You knew Ms. Arkwright more than you let on?”
“Excuse me?” He said as sat strain in his chair.
“Yes, you are openly...
#mystery
65 reads
13 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2024 11:15pm
2nd Jul 2024 11:15pm
The Case of the Secret Gems (P.Du Sang Mystery) pt 2
Hi Pauline, are you alright?” Mr. Brown asked as he watched her slam her car door and storm up her front porch.
“Hey, Mr. Brown. Everything is superb.” She said as she opened her front door to the house. She turned giving him a slight smile, in hindsight, it might have looked a little strange since she never smiled at him before. She went inside, dropped her keys on the little table by the door, and straight to the guest bedroom on the second flight.
Pauline opened the door and immediately regretted that she left all her things in boxes.
“Well, there is no...
“Hey, Mr. Brown. Everything is superb.” She said as she opened her front door to the house. She turned giving him a slight smile, in hindsight, it might have looked a little strange since she never smiled at him before. She went inside, dropped her keys on the little table by the door, and straight to the guest bedroom on the second flight.
Pauline opened the door and immediately regretted that she left all her things in boxes.
“Well, there is no...
#mystery
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3 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2024 8:29pm
2nd Jul 2024 8:29pm
The Case of the Secret Gems (P.Du Sang Mystery)
The ice popped, in the glass filled with warm vodka, waking Pauline out of a memory of the last person who really knew her. Her mother. Her lifeless body lay without color, and without a soul in a casket that was lined in pearlesk silk.
“Sorry for your loss, Polly.” That came from Maggie Smother’s, a childhood gossip that never really grew out of that annoying penchant.
“Thank you,” Polly said as she took a quick glance at her overly-filled plate of food.
“I hear you're leaving. What are you going to do with the house, Polly?”
...
“Sorry for your loss, Polly.” That came from Maggie Smother’s, a childhood gossip that never really grew out of that annoying penchant.
“Thank you,” Polly said as she took a quick glance at her overly-filled plate of food.
“I hear you're leaving. What are you going to do with the house, Polly?”
...
#mystery
42 reads
6 Comments
Ravenskraft
Poem Published
29th Jun 2024 6:34am
29th Jun 2024 6:34am
The Forest of Endless Vocals By FD Ravenskraft for Endless Press
The Forest of Endless Vocals
By FD Ravenskraft for Endless Press
On the shores of complicated
And Deranged is a place on the Mountain of Styx
The weight of the River of blood emerges
The scene of Endless Screams compose
The vocals of pure horror and beauty
The flight of the watchers cover the Plainfield
One thousand square feet of endlessness acres
In the fields of broken symphonic choral
Singing in anger and fury. Darken and eerie
Filthy and unnerving
This place has broken instruments from the sound
Of Symphonies ...
By FD Ravenskraft for Endless Press
On the shores of complicated
And Deranged is a place on the Mountain of Styx
The weight of the River of blood emerges
The scene of Endless Screams compose
The vocals of pure horror and beauty
The flight of the watchers cover the Plainfield
One thousand square feet of endlessness acres
In the fields of broken symphonic choral
Singing in anger and fury. Darken and eerie
Filthy and unnerving
This place has broken instruments from the sound
Of Symphonies ...
#gothic
#mystery
#ShortStory
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
26th Jun 2024 2:17pm
26th Jun 2024 2:17pm
Becoming A Victim Of Mistaken Identity
Karen woke in someone's bedroom.
She's wearing clothes that are not hers.
Then, someone said "Hello. Carolyn."
She's wearing clothes that are not hers.
Then, someone said "Hello. Carolyn."
#confusion
#fiction
#home
#morning
#mystery
159 reads
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AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
19th Jun 2024 3:14pm
19th Jun 2024 3:14pm
Abraham
I was not aware of the strange ideal
that's motivated me since childhood,
I wouldn't dare to touch the seal,
and I wouldn't do it, if I could.
Let my curiosity remain
in the days of reckless behaviour.
There was wisdom behind my bane;
Now my ways don't cross that door.
I've seen the terror of the cursed.
I've worshipped, cluelessly insane.
It could have gotten worse...
I won't forget the sleepless pain.
I've become beyond healed and blessed.
The door, I don't want to even be near it.
In light...
that's motivated me since childhood,
I wouldn't dare to touch the seal,
and I wouldn't do it, if I could.
Let my curiosity remain
in the days of reckless behaviour.
There was wisdom behind my bane;
Now my ways don't cross that door.
I've seen the terror of the cursed.
I've worshipped, cluelessly insane.
It could have gotten worse...
I won't forget the sleepless pain.
I've become beyond healed and blessed.
The door, I don't want to even be near it.
In light...
#confessional
#mystery
#philosophical
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
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4 Comments
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