Popular Mystery Poems

.Instead of a New Year's resolution, how about a New Year's riddle!?

In this body,
That you and I,
Reciprocally share,
I am the most vital organ,
And yet,
When breached,
The most difficult to repair.

What am I?

A gatekeeper
ectodermal of layers
nonchalantly soft, tender and smooth

Shades of light
infuse the sublime glow
masking shadows in concocted diffusion

Once adored and revered
a sub-particle of a mass macrocosm
sloughed in expansion of overindulgence

Now on the floor, spewed
in pallor mortis of a fine cocktail
dry and shriveled in dismal putrefaction

Detached from rest
an odorless unrecognizable decay
remaining organs recoil and shudder

A justifiable indignation
rotating...

What is the third degree in the hierarchy of things
Sounds from the sidelines taunt the parade of the vanquished
Like watercolor seascapes in a hostile world
Awash
You become slow cinema
The art of life within the savage struggle
The ordinary to erotica transformed

Dreamcatcher
I am not those men
Everything you could want
Love is oft times a ruin of roses
And I'm a sailor on a sea of dreams

Do you prefer mysteries
Or do you know the secrets
The truth
Imagination is more real
Its hidden in plain sight ...

Two Years Earlier, Gavin

Free wine after the concert. Lots of it. Later, Philippa and I headed off to Jace's party, stepping into the drizzle and a strong smell of cigarette smoke. The sun had nearly disappeared, leaving a dazzling glow that hurt my eyes. I heard shouting and laughter in the distance. A gust blew at us.

'It's meant to be summer and it's freezing,' I said. 'Where's the party?'

'The abandoned fairground.'

'In this weather?'

'Jace won't cancel.'

'How do you know that?  Do you know him?'

'No,'...