Brigitte Pace Poet Monorhyme

The Crime Scene With Detective Jobs

I've never cried as much as I did last night
The crime scene was not a pretty sight
Seeing her lying there unmoving with her blue eyes open wide
I didn't want to investigate the murder of this child
What I wanted was to run away and hide
But when I looked again, I plucked up enough courage and crouched down to check if I was seeing right
And I balked at the sight of every huge bite
The ugly marks on her arms and neck had sliced open her smooth soft skin
Dried blood covered most of her chin 
I clenched my fists 
And felt a deep burn penetrate my wrists
Finally, I mustered up enough courage to touch her silky hair
And I found a significant clue hidden right there
In the tangles of her long dark hair
A tiny weeny pearl
And I knew who had done this to my little girl

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Deb M September 1, 2022 at 5:20 AM Wow that is a gripping write Brigette very well written….I was hooked! Debx Brigitte Pace October 2, 2022 at 8:27 AM Thank you Deb xx

David Kavanagh July 8, 2022 at 11:16 AM Suspenseful and intriguing poem Brigette, a lot of gory detail, with only one tiny weeny clue, I’m guessing detective Jobs is on the trail of a serial killer, perhaps one that leaves a trail of pearls, cheers David Brigitte Pace July 9, 2022 at 1:31 AM That's right David. I thought I try this piece in poetry form instead of writing a story. Thanks, Brigitte