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Mystery Acrostic Poems | Acrostic Poems About Mystery

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Sunglass Envy

Siphoned light gropes passengers
Hopeful for luminescent hearts,
Arching underneath bombazine drapes
Dusted with passionate legacies
Of original sin and the primogeniture son,
Wicked for nighttime plots savouring
Spicy love, exponential in a vivid darkness.


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POET'S POEMS

People who spend their time devoted to poetry
Optimistic people who can be pessimistic as well
Elegant writers throughout society waiting ever so slowly and patiently to be known
Those who utter their feelings in to a well thought out and admired poem
Spirits with a talent, and who are happy.

Pleasing to read, persuades others to write poems as well
Of all forms of literature poems seem the best
Eccentric writings that inspire, express, and inform
Modern society vs. ancient work
Supercilious poems that express thee

thank u for looking at this poem.
hope u enjoyed- WÖLF


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Midnight

Masonic rituals performed by dancing shadows 
Inspired by the pale moons light 
Demons tempting chaste virgins 
Needing comfort in the chilling night 
Incandescent spectres, like mist, crawl from the mere 
Garnished in willow-o-wisp shrouds 
Honour to the midnights guardians 
That cry their allegiance, to the sky, aloud 

Trapped within the tunnel vision 
Harbringer seeks familiar ground 
Granite bars lock in silence 
Interrupted by the baying hound 
Nwyvre seated on throne of stars 
Deeming this the vision hour 
Isis sits nursing dawns unborn light 
Midnight; time of greatest power


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FANCY

...Formidable treat he stress
At the early hour of this day.
No pain, no gain- All is still well.
Centenary dream is a luxury few can reach.
Yours truly, let your fate decide. 

_____________________________________

30th of April, 2013.


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The Gulf Oil Spill

Gulf oil spilled
Useless big waste
Lives were taken
Foolish mistake

Oil will spew
In such turmoil
Loss no one knew

So much damage
People showed care
Invading land
Like a nightmare
Let’s clean this up!


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Ripper


Reaching to the sky in terror, another helpless victim of an
Inconceivable crime cries out for mercy. Blood curdles as screams 
Pierce the night of London town. Who is the madman on the loose 
Preying on the defenseless? The answer comes from hell…
Evil is lurking in every shadow. Do not close your eyes. The nightmare is   . 
Real, sinister, maniacal…No one is safe from Jack.


By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, 10/16/13
For Russell Sivey's Everything Halloween Contest
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Everytime I Look Around The Corner

I live a life in a place where alcohol violence reigns supreme/ 
over a dying culture split in se7en groups of se7enty times se7en of rival teams/
 I hear my brothers hollers I hear my sisters screams/ 
I see people live among broken glass like that of many broken dreams/
 I sometimes wish I could not see what my two eyes sometimes see/ 
I cant act blind as if it were just a brush off my sleeve/
 The more I lose in life the more it seems the less I need/
 I try and overcome my own selfish greed/ 
I got a child on the way I now look at what kind of role model I'd be/ 
I was was incarcerated so I must not take for granted for the simple fact that Im free/
 But it hard with tattoos on my face in place where tattoos like mine seem a disgrace/
 Lord watch over me as I take last place in this life game race/ 
It not a matter of being first second or third Lord cuz all I need iz your grace/
 help me to better walk off this destructive road and slow my pace/ 
Just take me now if Im done with your purpose if thats the case/
Because I dont want to live like I got to look over my shoulder right around the corner....


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HORSES

                          HORSES

Hooves, with majestic rhythm pound the ground
Off the beat'n path. Roam'n wild, roam'n free
Refined in grace, loyal, noble. So missunderstood
Stunning in appearance, with mane and tail adrift
Enchantedly each strand of hair, dances in the wind
Spirited, radiant, dynamic in every way.


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Haunted Red Barn

H awthorne bushes wildly overgrown, line the mud and gravel driveway
A bandoned by a farmer years ago, sold to someone unknown to all
U ntouched by human hands, it now appears to be totally deserted
N oticeable is the large red barn that sits predominantly on the land
T rees and uncut crops fill the fields which roll down the hill to the river
E very night lights are seen moving around the isolated farm property
D iesel engines are heard rumbling over the wind very late at night

R umors spread about the haunted red barn down the country road
E ven neighbours wonder why a beautiful barn sits alone and empty
D aylight hours offer little explanation of its existence, no movement seen

B ut is it really empty -  is someone being hidden there against their will
A larming questions arise in our minds on this country road, imaginations
R un wild and every terrible scenario is suggested until we get an answer
N iagara police bust this crystal meth lab- one of the largest found in Ontario  



* This is a true story, for years we walked by this haunted red barn on our country road. November 2010 police from the USA, Canadian-American border, Niagara, Hamilton and Toronto police busted one of the largest crystal meth labs - now that’s Scary!


Written by Lee Ramage
September 13, 2011
For Constance ~ My Dear Heart’s
Contest “A Creepy, Scary Haunted House Poem, Please”
Placement: 7th


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Dark and Mystical

Darkness my realm of forever seals my place.
A world that delivers my minds perfect face,
Remarkably my fantasy I cannot tell a soul.
Known only in the recesses of my minds goal,

A shadow follows my every move each night.
Now more than ever the moon glows so bright.
Demons not exactly, just my dream contrite.

My dream is to be announced upon a star.
Yes to be exclaimed upon universe so far.
Sealed and granted upon mystery flight.
Taken freely from my unglamorous sight,
I am the one that centuries have sought.
Calling for my dreams, nature never fought.
All upon the night, fantasy continues to grow.
Listen to the eve of darkness, you will know.

written on
03-31-2014


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