Best Coroner Poems

It's been ten long years now since that awful tragedy
When a stranger I didn't know, gave his life to save me
I was on the edge...

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Have a lovely day


Pushed now to the limit by a never ending whisper
Lost behind the meaning of a question I can’t hear
Dreaming of a day...

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Sandy was a chocoholic,
The worst I've ever seen!
If she didn't eat some daily,
She'd become crazy mean!

It didn't matter what kind it was,
Ice cream, cake, pie...

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I needed, craved, and desired you very much;
I loved the feel of you going down,
Over the years, you were a constant crutch.
With you, I loved...

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Invisible Prison

I look at the wall
	I look at the floor
I look out the window
	I look at the door
No clock on the wall
	No light in the...

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I finished work at noon on Friday and headed home to pack
Put my gear in the trunk and put my canoe on the roof rack
Headed...

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Ryan, Where are You?

Oh Ryan, please tell me, where are you?
I'll never forget that tragic summer of August 1992,
when you left without even bidding a...

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Life seemed rather bleak
The grey skies to him did speak
Of a better world
Somewhere, but not here

He was thought of with smiles
Always a good word
A Laugh...

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Chalk Full of Great Lines

The body has been removed
To my place of sanctified worship
Where all is quiet and piano soothing
I am Ernesto Cortazar
Your Coroner and...

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First person shooter,
on a hate tour of duty,
swinging a bullet sling blade
Buying a death row ticket,
worth fifteen minutes of fame
First person murder shooter;
womb-to-the-cradle-to-the-grave robber,
using your...

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Some folks believe it. Others do not. The legend told in the Bayou Cannot. The only witness who can swear that it's true, are the...

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It was a hot summer day.  Harry had stopped by Grandma's house and offered to take the two little girls down to the store...

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Everything has the beginning, also the end.
At first I didn’t want to see the finish line…at first.
Tonight the storm of words she didn’t write, but...

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Fell in a bowl of soup
my head hangs
wet and soggy
spoon on the floor
The coroner removes my head
and stares
at the microwave.........

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“I think the lemonade was poisoned, Sir,
he’s been murdered!” Watkins said
“I can see no other reasoning
for why the victim is lying here, dead.”

“Let’s not jump...

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