Poetry and Forensics Run In the Family

scraping by
picking my youth
out from under my nails

the trace remains
of an assailant or two

   on the page

make sense of symmetry 
when arranged 
  
    just so





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Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Shaw Avatar
September 21, 2020 at 12:29 PM
I often see teenagers chewing away their lives from underneath their nails, removing all traces of evidence of an ill spent youth, he he he . . . ; )
Pigeon Tart Avatar
September 23, 2020 at 6:56 AM
I feels too much... as soon as they’re dirty they gotta go, keep my nails short as I can’t stand feeling not being able to feel fingertips.
Ashford Avatar
July 27, 2020 at 9:57 AM
This is a strong pithy write PT. Word perfect for the images. e
Pigeon Tart Avatar
July 27, 2020 at 12:45 PM
Pith, I got ;), Thank you! x
Krutsinger Avatar
April 29, 2020 at 6:06 AM
"picking my youth out from under my nails" - every ounce of me wish I had thought of that! It was genius my friend.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
April 29, 2020 at 8:07 AM
Tee hee, thank you so much Caren! <3
Kiser Avatar
April 8, 2020 at 10:07 PM
Cleverly crafted piece.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
April 9, 2020 at 7:09 AM
Thank you M.L. safe hugs
Marc Avatar
April 2, 2020 at 3:52 AM
Powerful and smart poetry... hugs
Pigeon Tart Avatar
April 2, 2020 at 10:25 AM
Thank you P.M., keep well my poetry friend, xomo!
Knowlton Avatar
March 30, 2020 at 9:41 AM
"Picking my youth out from under my nails." Love that line Maureen…Good one.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
March 31, 2020 at 7:32 AM
Thank you Charlie! I thought it deserved a poem ;), xomo
Theraven Avatar
March 28, 2020 at 1:57 PM
Maureen, e·nig·ma /i'nigm?/ noun a person or thing that is mysterious, puzzling, or difficult to understand. The Soup's favorite enigmatic poet. And mine. -R
Theraven Avatar
April 12, 2020 at 12:24 AM
Angel of my periphery, you are...
Pigeon Tart Avatar
March 29, 2020 at 8:24 AM
Thank you Richard. <3
Rodrigues Avatar
March 21, 2020 at 8:10 AM
Great! Especially “picking my youth out from under my nails.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
March 21, 2020 at 8:20 AM
That's what turned into a poem ;), Thank you! xomo
Faulkner Avatar
March 20, 2020 at 1:16 PM
Striking imagery, especially 'picking my youth/out from under my nails' - something about it both wistful and pragmatic-
Pigeon Tart Avatar
March 20, 2020 at 9:20 PM
Thank you!!!! ;), xomo <3
Horsman Avatar
March 19, 2020 at 9:20 AM
LOve this, so cryptic for one such as i. I sense somewhat abuse here, Maureen.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
March 19, 2020 at 2:28 PM
Thank you Harry. A little bit of this and that ;), xomo
Connelly Avatar
March 17, 2020 at 6:22 PM
I've been rereading this Maureen. Trying to still put my feelings into words. The first two stanzas seem to be the "vaguely concrete". But then the line "on the page" takes me to that this is what I'm reading, and now I need to in reality arrange everything so that it makes sense. BUT now my comment doesn't seem to make sense lol. I think that's why I can keep reading this brilliant poem over and over again Maureen, because each time I can "forencially" find new evidence. Does this make sense???
Pigeon Tart Avatar
March 18, 2020 at 8:51 AM
I love your response Jeff. And it does make sense. ;), xomo!
Watt Avatar
March 17, 2020 at 1:48 PM
Mo, I'm enthralled by your hybrid of forensics and poetry. I'm a Sherlock fan from way back, read all of Doyle's stories twice. My fav TV shows are the crime solving ones - fav character always seems to be the forensics wiz who can tell what city block you live on based upon the bootprint you left in the mud and the cigarette ashes you left behind! Brilliant - love, love, love this! ~ John
Pigeon Tart Avatar
March 18, 2020 at 7:45 AM
My honey and I are hooked on those shows too, my faves always the awkward wiz. Mum read true crime and watched all the shows, so looking back, guess I was raised on them ;), Thank you John! :), xomo
Hodges Avatar
March 16, 2020 at 9:15 PM
This is a well penned piece. thank you for sharing it here.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
March 17, 2020 at 9:28 AM
Thank you Alison. :). xomo!
Wolf Avatar
March 16, 2020 at 7:37 PM
Nothing like a poetry-forensics combo. Myself, I prefer it with pickles and onions, and a little container of formaldehyde on the side. ~ Pickle-Dipper
Pigeon Tart Avatar
March 17, 2020 at 9:28 AM
But grandma's pickled onions were the best.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
March 17, 2020 at 9:27 AM
Lol! ;D, Mum and Grandmum and aunts and cousins worked at RCMP forensic identification; mom was working on a novel, gram was a prolific poet. I wrote about me & G & green onions, love'em with salt xo ~ Onion-Dipper
Michael Avatar
March 15, 2020 at 7:21 PM
Reflections gone by...only scrapings left to see...
Pigeon Tart Avatar
March 15, 2020 at 10:01 PM
A smudge or two ;), xomo!
Leffanta Avatar
March 15, 2020 at 1:01 PM
Why dig up the past when your future holds such promise? Aloha! Rico
Pigeon Tart Avatar
March 15, 2020 at 10:00 PM
Mulching the fertilizer ;), Aloha my friend, xomo!
Connelly Avatar
March 15, 2020 at 5:05 AM
I understand this, but can't explain my understanding. Fantastic Maureen!!!
Pigeon Tart Avatar
March 15, 2020 at 9:10 AM
Inexplicable ;), Thank you Jeff! xomo
Romios Avatar
March 15, 2020 at 3:16 AM
Maureen! This is so finely penned, a FAV in my book. Panagiota
Pigeon Tart Avatar
March 15, 2020 at 9:13 AM
Thank you Panagiota! Wow :))) mo Hugs
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