Long Mystery Poems
#mystery
Lozzamus
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 1:09pm
15th Apr 2024 1:09pm
Silent - Pursued
Two Years Ago, Lucy
No good, Jace mouthed to her. I'll text you later.
The lad Gavin had calmed down, though not totally. He remained shaky and close to tears. The explosion of sheer emotion had shocked her. She decided to leave and let Jace and Gavin talk among themselves, as she'd already worked out what must have happened: the girl in black, Philippa. Another witch, from the sounds of it.
Her half-sister.
Earlier.
Jace told her about Philippa when they'd met at six-thirty. The facts fitted, as she'd always known that Dad had an...
No good, Jace mouthed to her. I'll text you later.
The lad Gavin had calmed down, though not totally. He remained shaky and close to tears. The explosion of sheer emotion had shocked her. She decided to leave and let Jace and Gavin talk among themselves, as she'd already worked out what must have happened: the girl in black, Philippa. Another witch, from the sounds of it.
Her half-sister.
Earlier.
Jace told her about Philippa when they'd met at six-thirty. The facts fitted, as she'd always known that Dad had an...
#memories
#mystery
#obsession #risk
#obsession #risk
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 8:26pm
11th Apr 2024 8:26pm
The Invited Guest
One moonlit night I was in my convertible driving through the city of Las Vegas, NV
After losing a lot of cash and getting into a fight with my wife
I went to see a silent film for mature audiences only
As I was leaving the city limits, heading back home in California
I saw a hitchhiker waving me down
He looked mousey, a little disheveled but I felt bad for him
He told me his name was Sid
I asked him where he was headed
He said, “Anywhere you’re going, I’m fine with.”
I thought that was odd
He told me that he was coming from a desert grave...
After losing a lot of cash and getting into a fight with my wife
I went to see a silent film for mature audiences only
As I was leaving the city limits, heading back home in California
I saw a hitchhiker waving me down
He looked mousey, a little disheveled but I felt bad for him
He told me his name was Sid
I asked him where he was headed
He said, “Anywhere you’re going, I’m fine with.”
I thought that was odd
He told me that he was coming from a desert grave...
#courage
#murder
#cars
#ShortStory
#mystery
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 8:24pm
5th Apr 2024 8:24pm
Silent - Rock Bottom
Two Years Ago, Gavin
Sorry, back with Aidan. x Philippa
Just like that. Dumped by text. No explanation, nothing.
The words Back with Aidan meant she had been his girlfriend all along. Philippa had lied from the moment she'd introduced me to him. Aidan had told the truth from the start.
My hands were shaking. Not putting up with this. I dialled her number.
She answered after four rings. 'You're wasting your time, Gavin. I've already made up my mind.'
She ended the call. I tried again, but this time voicemail took over and I...
Sorry, back with Aidan. x Philippa
Just like that. Dumped by text. No explanation, nothing.
The words Back with Aidan meant she had been his girlfriend all along. Philippa had lied from the moment she'd introduced me to him. Aidan had told the truth from the start.
My hands were shaking. Not putting up with this. I dialled her number.
She answered after four rings. 'You're wasting your time, Gavin. I've already made up my mind.'
She ended the call. I tried again, but this time voicemail took over and I...
#love
#relationships
#mystery #obsession
#mystery #obsession
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
1st Apr 2024 7:29pm
1st Apr 2024 7:29pm
Silent - The Moment Of Truth
Two Years Ago, Gavin
Bed and shower. At around half three, Philippa went back to her room to fetch a bottle of white wine and plastic cups, and we headed downstairs to the Remembrance Garden.
'What's really going on?' I said. 'You reinventing your background and coming here? Altering your age? Saying you're from Kent when you're from Exeter? Your interest in the fire?' I couldn't bring myself to mention Philippa's half-sister Lucy, since it seemed out of order, like betraying Lucy.
'I suppose now's the right time to tell you,' Philippa said. 'I'm the...
Bed and shower. At around half three, Philippa went back to her room to fetch a bottle of white wine and plastic cups, and we headed downstairs to the Remembrance Garden.
'What's really going on?' I said. 'You reinventing your background and coming here? Altering your age? Saying you're from Kent when you're from Exeter? Your interest in the fire?' I couldn't bring myself to mention Philippa's half-sister Lucy, since it seemed out of order, like betraying Lucy.
'I suppose now's the right time to tell you,' Philippa said. 'I'm the...
#relationships
#mystery
#obsession
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2024 7:45pm
22nd Mar 2024 7:45pm
Silent - A Secret Revealed
Two Years Ago, Lucy
The coast was busy, the tide out. She sat on a bench further down, away from the locals, and waited for him.
They'd talked yesterday afternoon, although she'd been wary of him at first. It had happened just after Arthur had discovered her and Gavin at the House. She'd waited for Arthur by the bungalow and Arthur had dropped her off in town in the car, maintaining still that the boy Pete Whittaker wasn't Dad's son but Terence's. On the way back to the Bed and Breakfast, she'd passed Jace on the street and he'd stopped her to talk about Monday...
The coast was busy, the tide out. She sat on a bench further down, away from the locals, and waited for him.
They'd talked yesterday afternoon, although she'd been wary of him at first. It had happened just after Arthur had discovered her and Gavin at the House. She'd waited for Arthur by the bungalow and Arthur had dropped her off in town in the car, maintaining still that the boy Pete Whittaker wasn't Dad's son but Terence's. On the way back to the Bed and Breakfast, she'd passed Jace on the street and he'd stopped her to talk about Monday...
#mystery
#obsession
#risk
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
16th Mar 2024 6:32pm
16th Mar 2024 6:32pm
Silent - A Stern Warning
Two Years Ago, Gavin
I woke up on the floor again, momentarily confused. Yawning, Philippa headed to the showers. She returned, and I went for a shower next. Later, we walked down to the breakfast cafeteria, conscious of the icy silence that fell the moment we entered the room. Dawn left as soon as she could without drawing attention to herself, and one of the other pianists followed and caught up with her, throwing me a filthy look at the door.
Another girl had taken Lucy's place behind the hatch. Blonde. Similar to Lucy but different. Philippa and I grabbed...
I woke up on the floor again, momentarily confused. Yawning, Philippa headed to the showers. She returned, and I went for a shower next. Later, we walked down to the breakfast cafeteria, conscious of the icy silence that fell the moment we entered the room. Dawn left as soon as she could without drawing attention to herself, and one of the other pianists followed and caught up with her, throwing me a filthy look at the door.
Another girl had taken Lucy's place behind the hatch. Blonde. Similar to Lucy but different. Philippa and I grabbed...
#relationships
#mystery
#obsession #risk
#obsession #risk
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
8th Mar 2024 7:08pm
8th Mar 2024 7:08pm
Silent - Danger
The Present, Lucy
The walls are caving in, the darkness suffocating her, thick smog, like the smoke from the fire. Her parents' killer is close by, tormenting her with mind games, pretending to be the father of her half-brother Pete Whittaker, Katie's son.
I'm never going to get out of here.
In the corridor, footsteps sound again. She waits, no longer afraid of the Angel of Mercy. She must fool him. She must pretend she's prepared to do what he says, and then hurt him when he relaxes. Or she must feign illness and injure him that way. Two years ago, she...
The walls are caving in, the darkness suffocating her, thick smog, like the smoke from the fire. Her parents' killer is close by, tormenting her with mind games, pretending to be the father of her half-brother Pete Whittaker, Katie's son.
I'm never going to get out of here.
In the corridor, footsteps sound again. She waits, no longer afraid of the Angel of Mercy. She must fool him. She must pretend she's prepared to do what he says, and then hurt him when he relaxes. Or she must feign illness and injure him that way. Two years ago, she...
#memories
#mystery
#obsession #risk
#obsession #risk
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
21st Feb 2024 7:03pm
21st Feb 2024 7:03pm
Silent - Return To The House (3)
Two Years Ago, Gavin
Scared of an old man? You'd think, no way. But believe me, hearing that voice on the stairs really freaked us out because it was so unexpected.
Thick darkness of the storage room.
And then the door opening, letting in light.
Lucy's face has gone chalky pale. As if she was ill or something.
'Oh,' Arthur Harlesden said. 'I was looking for someone. I thought they might be in here.'
'Oh,' I echoed. 'Yeah, right.'
'I was looking for one of the young apprentices from Terence's...
Scared of an old man? You'd think, no way. But believe me, hearing that voice on the stairs really freaked us out because it was so unexpected.
Thick darkness of the storage room.
And then the door opening, letting in light.
Lucy's face has gone chalky pale. As if she was ill or something.
'Oh,' Arthur Harlesden said. 'I was looking for someone. I thought they might be in here.'
'Oh,' I echoed. 'Yeah, right.'
'I was looking for one of the young apprentices from Terence's...
#secrets
#mystery
#risk
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
15th Feb 2024 9:48am
15th Feb 2024 9:48am
The Case of the Criminal Queen
a detective story
It was a busy day for Homer Featherstonhaugh and as he leapt from the red London bus, as much as a man of his girth ever leaps, he had a loud enough song in his heart to make the sparrows quit their warblings. He dove into Bidwell’s and ordered a pot of tea and a cooked breakfast. Folks thought it was eccentric of him to eat in a workman’s cafe surrounded by boiler suits and such, or a sign that he was trying too hard to seem like a man of the people, a sort of reverse parvenu. ‘Silly old Homer’ they’d say, ‘Off on his odysseys again. The fellows must think him a...
It was a busy day for Homer Featherstonhaugh and as he leapt from the red London bus, as much as a man of his girth ever leaps, he had a loud enough song in his heart to make the sparrows quit their warblings. He dove into Bidwell’s and ordered a pot of tea and a cooked breakfast. Folks thought it was eccentric of him to eat in a workman’s cafe surrounded by boiler suits and such, or a sign that he was trying too hard to seem like a man of the people, a sort of reverse parvenu. ‘Silly old Homer’ they’d say, ‘Off on his odysseys again. The fellows must think him a...
#ShortStory
#prose
#mystery #historical
#mystery #historical
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
31st Jan 2024 7:25pm
31st Jan 2024 7:25pm
Silent - Return To The House (2)
Two Years Ago, Lucy
Suddenly, she got the impression that someone was watching her from an upstairs window, looking beyond the clump of tree trunk, directly at her. She peered up, certain that the person was standing there, staring down from the top floor where Agnes was currently staying in a double apartment. But she couldn't see anyone.
The entrance door opened. Gavin. 'It's not too bad, but we'll have to be quick. Veronica's round the back with this lad I've not seen before. I told her I'd come back because I wasn't feeling well. We go straight in and up the...
Suddenly, she got the impression that someone was watching her from an upstairs window, looking beyond the clump of tree trunk, directly at her. She peered up, certain that the person was standing there, staring down from the top floor where Agnes was currently staying in a double apartment. But she couldn't see anyone.
The entrance door opened. Gavin. 'It's not too bad, but we'll have to be quick. Veronica's round the back with this lad I've not seen before. I told her I'd come back because I wasn't feeling well. We go straight in and up the...
#memories
#mystery
#risk
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
24th Jan 2024 6:52pm
24th Jan 2024 6:52pm
Silent, Return To The House (1)
Two Years Ago, Lucy
They asked the cab driver to drop them off at the entrance to the private driveway. She hadn't told Gavin everything. She couldn't bring herself to mention her half-brother Pete, her visits to Katie Whittaker or Veronica's phone call to Steve concerning yesterday afternoon at the bungalow.
'So what have you got in mind?' Gavin asked her on the walk down the drive.
'If I can get into the reception without Veronica spotting me, I hope to break into the main computer system and email the files to my address. Then I can read them later.' ...
They asked the cab driver to drop them off at the entrance to the private driveway. She hadn't told Gavin everything. She couldn't bring herself to mention her half-brother Pete, her visits to Katie Whittaker or Veronica's phone call to Steve concerning yesterday afternoon at the bungalow.
'So what have you got in mind?' Gavin asked her on the walk down the drive.
'If I can get into the reception without Veronica spotting me, I hope to break into the main computer system and email the files to my address. Then I can read them later.' ...
#mystery
#obsession
#risk
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
15th Jan 2024 7:34pm
15th Jan 2024 7:34pm
Silent, A Unexpected Encounter
Two Years Ago, Gavin
I went on stage next.
'Let's start again,' Agnes said, a minute or two into the Chopin Scherzo. 'Your mind's on something else today' – yeah, like Philippa – 'wake up, please, and play the piece as it's meant to be played. You'll be performing this before an audience on Friday lunchtime, so I would like to hear a performance now.'
***
Everyone planned to head into town for lunch. After my session with Agnes Harlesden, I decided to slip away and get a taxi back to the House.
I started towards the taxi rank on the main...
I went on stage next.
'Let's start again,' Agnes said, a minute or two into the Chopin Scherzo. 'Your mind's on something else today' – yeah, like Philippa – 'wake up, please, and play the piece as it's meant to be played. You'll be performing this before an audience on Friday lunchtime, so I would like to hear a performance now.'
***
Everyone planned to head into town for lunch. After my session with Agnes Harlesden, I decided to slip away and get a taxi back to the House.
I started towards the taxi rank on the main...
#relationships
#mystery
#obsession #risk
#obsession #risk
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DU Poetry : Long Mystery Poems
