Best Investigator Poems

Moonless Nights over South Sudan

heartless Moon, don’t tell me
that you weren’t looking 
when soulless soldiers dragged me
from my mama’s terrified arms
in our village in Rubkona...

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The Capitalist


It was dark out
winds from the north
branches swaying over granite graves
The night seemed ominous

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	Have been thinking about a funeral...

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Poet Destroyer vs. James Gareth

Are you done taking your nap?
I read a few of your poems
You got it wrong, they are not crap
First I want...

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I almost thought she was the one that made
Neil Diamond sings like a confetti parade
You know that sweet Carolyn thing, why not
She has the warmest...

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Retired now, the Government calls me a carer. 
Now I ask you what could be fairer?
They pay me a few dollars to look after my...

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Thousands of covid-19 infected patients die everyday
Dangerous the virus I believe it just on hearing way

Where are the dead bodies? Where are their families?
I do...

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What moves us to believe is not the fact that revealed truths 
Appear as true and intelligible in the light of our natural reason
We believe...

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FUNNY ALPHABETS FOR KIDS

               A to Z, each is an alphabet...

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Story of a Condemned Criminal

In a secluded investigatory chamber
a veteran detective is conducting an examination 
on a suspect who insists he did not commit the...

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Our local Church is falling down; it’s in total disrepair,
Father Murphy is beside himself for no one seems to care.
The coffers are near empty so...

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"A Whiskers Tale: Watching the Detectives"



Her whiskers tickle
when the lights go out
hormonal huntress 
on the prowl
Moonlight chasing 
itsy bitsies 
up the wall
a silent investigator 
tap...

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Currying Favor With the Boss

By Elton Camp

The CEO stood at the shredder, a puzzled look on his face
He called out, “If I can’t make this...

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The Bony Finger

Investigator Carla received a bony finger
Tossed through her window by a mystery slinger 
With it came a note that vexed her curious mind
“This...

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His mother left him as an infant
Only one place that he could go
Into the arms of proxy keepers
From foster home to foster home

He always got...

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I'm a PI named Barnaby Jones and I send killers to jail.
But when people receive my bills, they always yell.
Three years ago I exonerated a...

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