Best Coroners Poems
Hashish smoke trails her
along a dusky corridor
Aka the hall of fires
where mirage chimeras unleash
Encumbered with hands splayed
her crystal ball lumens
wires ghostly apparitions
mnemonic attachments
What mystery ensues
a phantasmagoria
of horror nudging
the demonic
Sitters drenched
in profuse sweat
fainting one by one
Alas unconscious
their fate met?
Coroners couldn’t ‘ve clarified
Described as an arctic chill
bolting across the sector
through each limp body
claiming mortality
As icy temps rise
Hypothermia responsible!
for the fatality, for their demise
Latter days professing onto
recordings of a gathering that took place
confessing that a séance
performed by a mysterious woman
in a trance—was the case.
The
Moon is waxing
First quarter crescent
The beckoning begins
Nodding, gurgling
Opening realms unseen
to the naked eye
Madame
Mystic, psychic,
a beguiling storyteller
and Medium
Down in a cellar, along with a Ouija
volumes of her writings discovered
delving into société espirita
The Goldilocks of the occults
Esoteric subjects,
a burgeoning interest
Astral travels,
unexplained laws of nature,
powers latent in man
Madame channeled
ascended masters
The Voice of the Silence
The Two Paths
The Seven Portals
"gifts" from the specters
This time Madame stands
to receive between intervals
and only he is seated
Warning him of dark spirits
a dimension outside
of our physical time-space reality
shadowing, making absence
of light a necessity
To invoke them
another nod
Continues unabated
Reveal the truth!
By sacred decree, by order
Behind the phenomenon
details of schemes came to light
Denounced as Black Magic
she was no longer to fright
Marked as a fraud
it all a façade
The moon is waning
Third quarter
My love’s sole parts I’ll never itemize,
To hack and chop proves meet for butcher’s meat,
And corpses, coroners anatomize.
Why part my sweet when each sole part’s unsweet?
Remove a piece, and make a saint a beast,
Their nothingness proves unsubscribable.
Completes all peace, my love’s an always feast,
Her everything proves indescribable.
But perjury to swear against my actions!
My poems partly catalog her portions.
What mean I now to fear component fractions?
The truth's impeached to live with freed distortions.
My whole life’s dead if when I try her heart,
With soulless dread I prove I’m not a part.
Humpty – The Coroner’s Hearing
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall,
Of that there can be no dispute.
The Kings Men should have done better,
Their diagnosis was not absolute.
We couldn’t put him back together,
All the Kings Horses said.
There was nothing we could do Sir,
Humpty Dumpty was dead.
And why was Humpty sat on the wall,
Without a proper risk assessment.
So, in conclusion I must report,
All the Kings Men were negligent.
Revised for the Humpty Dumpty contest 27.6.18 - sponsored by Faraz
Boo-Witches Cat Eyes Halloween Mice
Ghost and goblins stretch high above the street
Hidden in shadows, witches with crooked teeth
Those beady eyes, longest noses twitch at Halloween's beat
A crescendo building towards those lil cute mice, trick for treat
Naivety and innocence follow those scampering feet
Held tightly to their chest are bagfuls of sweet
A witches cat stalks the cute pinks, hidden in maddening heat
Held close to whiskers of doom, yellow tape and a coroners sheet
One more house to trick for treat, mice's abode, saves lil heartbeat
Gone is the rush of the blood, as whiskers boos an elongated retreat
10/18/17
If you approach anyone
Remember always
There is seven metres
To be safe
From a blade
He was a violent offender
Who beat his girlfriend often
And he broke the law
Acts his community would always defend
He caused the Medical Centre
To be closed down
And the staff were evacuated
Away from the town
He confronted police
And brandished an axe
So he ran into the bush
Not taking a look back
So reinforcements were sent to the town
To bring him into custody was the plan
The police found him in a house
He gave a false name knowing he was a wanted man
But Sergeant Eberl and Constable Rolfe weren’t fooled
And arrested Walker as a wanted man
But Walker struggled and stabbed both with scissors
Wanting to escape them as his demand
Rolfe in defence shot Walker
Then Eberl and Walker fell down
Eberl was fighting for his life
And Rolfe fired twice defending Eberl on the ground
The scissors were taken from Walker
And he was rendered first aid
Then taken to the Police Station
Where Walker’s life away did fade
The story took a twist for the worst
And Zach Rolfe was charged with murder and more
The first shot was within the law
But the second and third were an unlawful score
Chief Minister Gunner said
there’d be consequences
And Zach Rolfe was put through
Two years of hell waiting for his day
When the truth would be told too
The trial started and time and again
It was shown that Rolfe took action by his training
But the Prosecution tried hard
And finally Zach Rolfe was found not guilty with the jury acquitting
But the story did not end
The Yuendumu Community still wanted
An eye for an eye and cried out
For revenge for Walker was shouted
Commissioner Chalker still wanted his pound of flesh
And put Zach Rolfe on annual leave
Serving him with breaches of regulation
So the story continues on to the Coroners Court if you please
So the court jury process acquitted Rolfe
But questions remain
In whether Gunner and Chalker interfered with process
In charging Rolfe with murder
Most think that justice has been done
When Zach Rolfe was acquitted in the Supreme Court
But now it seems the process carries on
So where does the truth lie?
© Paul Warren Poetry
city fellas dey come to the bush,
the Crocodile barks from his moosh,(mouth)
they think they smart feller, fool ole yella,
more meat says the croc, n goes woosh,
death roll in the donga,
no more linger longer,
don't come to his table,
coroners label,
says eaten by croc,
butt n toosh...
thank you Vienna Bombardieri...
Don Johnson
I wish I'd never found the coroners report
Empty bottle of Valium
Empty bottle of Imiprimine
More empty bottles
Two fifths of Vodka
One empty
One still full
Garage door closed
Hose from exhaust to wing window
Wasn't I enough for him to live for
Why daddy
Why did you leave me
My heart has been breaking for 36 years
Couldn't have lived at least for me
Dear brother you were only 22
when the good Lord came calling for you
Water had consumed your last breath
Coroners said was a flashback from heroin and meth
I had always looked up to you
but your verbal abuse made me and the others feel blue
black hair hazel eyes man you look so like Elvis
imitating shaking your hips and pelvis
blisters and sores on your young pale face
oh boy how you had fallen from Gods grace
you had a little girl right after you died
Mom always stood by her and your girlfriend's side
first Grandpa then you Dad Mom and brother Bob
for my life now feels like I've been robbed
missed over 30 yrs of wishing you birthday greetings
now at the dinner table there is limited seating
but every year when your birthday comes and passes
I will be there to pick your grave site overgrown grasses
I wonder what you would look like today
or even if your hair would be full of grey
I have forgiven for all you had done to me
for I hold no regrets so your soul can be free
heres wishing you another birthday greeting
as I lay this card and rose at your grave site's seating
Please give Grandpa Dad Mom and brother Bob my love
for someday I will reunited with all of you above
For now I have my own little girl
for she is my own everyday world
I promise to tell her all about you
and how God will turn you into someone pure and new
Rest in peace my loving dear brother
heres another birthday wish I send in passion smothers
In Loving Memory Of
My Brother Gary
10/ 18/ 48
6 / 5 / 71
While on patrol
Down by the beach
A shadow in the water
Just out of my reach
It's off a young girl
About sixteen years old
What would have troubled her
For her life to fold
We report it in
And await the coroners van
To unscramble this enigma
As to why this all began
Down at the morgue
Through her belongings we look
A bracelet we find
And her diary book
We check on the computer
Under the missing persons file
This girl so young
Still a juvenile
We sit and ponder
At her watery stray
This girl so young
She's a runaway
We head back to the patrol car
For we have sad news to tell
How do you tell her parents
For inside me it dwells
We knock on the door
And her mother appears
May we please come in
As her smile disappears
On the beach front tonight
A young girl was found
In the shallows by the pier
I'm so very sorry, she drowned
On the way back to the precinct
I'm thinking of home
Of my own young daughter
Pray-fully, she'll never roam
A week has passed
Since they laid her to rest
They said, look after your daughter
I sure will mam, I'll do my best
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/loss-4.php
I had another 'Robbie' moment yesterday. One of my appointments was in Henagar to inspect the County Coroners truck that hit a deer. Well I couldn't find the address on my GPS so I called and he said go to the intersection of County road 52 and Hwy 71 and I'll see his truck parked at the gas station. Well I thought that was nice of him to meet me and I knew where that intersection was. So I pull up and he's standing out front and we walk over to his truck and I start taking my pictures. He's kinda of a quiet older man so I ask him how long he's worked as the County Coroner....he said five years. Well when I'm around a quiet person I become the talker and start rambling on how I couldn't do his job dealing with dead bodies, murders, crime scenes and especially dead children. He's just noddin his head saying yep and I suppose so. Well I finish taking my pictures, shook his hand and told him to have a nice day. He walked in the store and I got in my car to leave and read over my notes to make sure I didn't miss anything. I notice the inspection location on the assignment sheet said..."Owner works at Country Corner". I look up and yep...the sign at the gas station reads Country Corner. That's when it hit me..he wasn't the County Coroner but managed the Country Corner gas station. That old man musta thought I was nuts talking about dead bodies, blood and murders. I could see him nervously peeking through the window as I drove away.
Update: had to stop there and get gas a few months ago and wore dark sunglasses and a hat so he wouldn't recognize me.
Common causes of death can be diagnosed,
like a heart attack or a cerebral stroke.
What about those other folks?
Those people who pass with out biology.
Might theirs be connected to astrology?
Was their demise rooted in mythology?
The coroners puzzled, it's plain to see.
The death certificate states naturally.
Could it have been too much poetry?
Please bring a shovel to their tomb.
I'll meet you there at high noon.
Their words will joyfully exhume
and fill the air with their perfume..
After Midnight
The narcissists fall
After Midnight
A new lyric calls
After Midnight
Last bugle to blow
After Midnight
There’s more left to know
After Midnight
The lizards collect
After Midnight
Old tales to reflect
After Midnight
The ticking will stop
After Midnight
The bottom will top
After Midnight
A cancerous tome
After Midnight
Malignancy known
After Midnight
Betray and deceive
After Midnight
Alone in the siege
After Midnight
All footsteps fall deaf
After Midnight
Lost palates are cleft
After Midnight
New story to front
After Midnight
Two stars for the dunce
After Midnight
The comets rebel
After Midnight
The coroners yell
After Midnight
A suit made of steel
After Midnight
Its melting reveals
After Midnight
That voice in the back
After Midnight
There’s no turning back
After Midnight
A sacred oath sworn
After Midnight
All memory forlorn
After Midnight
The wheels bend and churn
After Midnight
Lost vision returns
After Midnight
False birth is stillborn
After Midnight
Old vestments are torn
After Midnight
The here and the now
After Midnight
That one sacred cow
After Midnight
Past-Future unseen
After Midnight
—creation redeemed
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)
Long Ago
I left the church
due to hypocrisy
they wouldn't accept
those different from me
Long Ago
I walked out the door
at age fourteen
leaving an alcoholic family
and the abuse I'd seen
Long Ago
I fought for equality
and equal rights
expressed my feelings
with rebellious fights
Long Ago
I searched for love
amongst mankind
futile efforts
I must have been blind
Long Ago
I was imprisoned
for a foolish crime
still paying today
though I've done my time
Long Ago
I looked in the mirror
saw a coroners shelf
decided to make changes
starting with self
Long Ago
I used to write
just to get away
now I realize
long ago is still today
After Midnight
The narcissists fall
After Midnight
A new lyric calls
After Midnight
The bugles will blow
After Midnight
There’s more left to know
After Midnight
The lizards collect
After Midnight
All tales to reflect
After Midnight
The ticking won’t stop
After Midnight
The bottom has topped
After Midnight
A cancerous tome
After Midnight
Malignancy known
After Midnight
Betray and deceive
After Midnight
Alone in the siege
After Midnight
All footsteps fall deaf
After Midnight
Last palate uncleft
After Midnight
New story to front
After Midnight
A star for the dunce
After Midnight
The comets rebel
After Midnight
The coroners yell
After Midnight
A suit made of steel
After Midnight
Its melting reveals
After Midnight
The plain and the slack
After Midnight
There’s no turning back
After Midnight
A sacred oath sworn
After Midnight
All memory forlorn
After Midnight
The wheels bend and turn
After Midnight
Lost vision relearns
After Midnight
False birth is stillborn
After Midnight
Old vestments are torn
After Midnight
The here and the now
After Midnight
That one sacred cow
After Midnight
Past-Future unseen
After Midnight
—new eyes that believe
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)
Martial law inapropos to stave, staunch,
and stem police brutality,
nevertheless commander in chief
will violently barrel ahead
particularly when blatant iniquities
flagrantly heaped upon
innocent dark skinned human bodies,
who far to often get accosted, beaten, choked
without justice, but
judged guilty merely existing.
Protestations within metropolitan urban areas
all across the United States
sparking riots else within world
began in Minneapolis on May 26, 2020
following the death of George Floyd
coroners determine cause of death asphyxia
after Minneapolis Police Department (MPD) officer
Derek Chauvin knelt on his neck
for 8 minutes and 46 seconds.
Akin to striking a match
into highly flammable liquid
diverse people expressed legitimate rage
against machinations targeting humans,
whose obvious epidermal pigment
unwittingly sacrifices said
dark skinned people burnt offerings.
Sacrificial lambs only become martyrs,
yet sadly never realize their true value, nor
relish (hot diggity dog) purposefulness
cuz her/his mortality nipped in (figurative) bud
when precious life cruelly stolen.
As iterated courtesy similar
crafted by yours truly
persons falsely hash tagged recalcitrant
(predominantly boys and/or men)
exhibiting physiognomy proclaiming
African American, Australia,
Haiti, Melanesia, Papua
New Guinea and South Asia...
as motherland, more so
black immigrants comprise
growing proportion of said
racial (constituency) population.
Usually no culpability
linkedin with rudely mistreated individual,
whose inalienable (inherent) rights:
life, liberty and pursuit of happiness
hijacked solely predicated upon bigotry.