Best Murder Mystery Poems

Noble and wise watchers they be  
 ‘Homage resounds in that Melodious Crawing that their salute too the great all and Everything begins too Herald.

upward 
‘and downwards 
‘with purpose and respect ,
Ancient remembrance’s  of always dancing this new day’s magic’s too be ...

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*Murder most foul. Rod Serling, Stephen King or Ellery Queen?


Picturesque place on the edge of nowhere, small town American life.
Suddenly subject to media glare, reports of the mayor's missing wife! 
Search parties, rescuers, all on the scene with rumors of mischief afoot.
People keep asking, "What...

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We saw a dim light upon top of the Bell House Tower
a scream echoed out and then a dark shadow slipped 
by the light, in the midnight hour.

What was that? I asked my friend, I don't know
she said, but it sounded as if something has...

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Cold misty clouds rise above the grates
The streets only illumination, tossing shadows like pennies
Faded street lamps at each end
The cold is biting, as I roll the collar over my neck

I received a call earlier that day
A new client, who insisted not to meet,
At my office
Just...

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Lies upon lies,
Death upon death,
Forever more nothing is left.

I sit and watch,
I stare at the touch,

I wait for the time,
What will happen? Would it be a crime?

Hits and abuse,
Nothing is left here for the little Moose,

Will she be a fray?
Or will she throw her tragic...

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Deep in the earth, a crypt of rock
slumber guarded by casket locked
Lips grope silence ‘ever more
 rasping thought, remembers whispered lore
Outstretched palms the roots do clench
tranquility stilled by festered stench
And eyes, sleep caked, are propped ajar
ignites no life, but collapsed star

Burned blades sigh, Winds’ dying...

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Rick Springfield's Jesse's Girl was playing on the radio,
we were all partying guys and girls out on my patio.
I prayed no one or you would catch me looking your way,
noticing what I was doing for the better part of the day.

The music?, just irony, go...

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Dead Poet

Are you a poet?
Are you a good poet?
No you can not be
You must be dead
In poetry DEAD is good
We can read and NOT listen to the dead ones
Silence is golden
One day I am sure
I will be a good poet
With all my cheering fans



Dear Lord

Dear...

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REVOLUTION BABY


Am from the backseats of mean streets
I got my eye aiming the Wall Street
They said education is the key
I wonder why they made it expensive for we,
Am sitting around hood rats,
Gangsters and Ex- prisoners
Sniffing, snatching, stuffing stuff
Mama expects a lawyer, a doctor, a mayor,
Newsflash!
We...

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She's thrice now had a scarlet groom
Adorned in silk this dusty room
	She sobbed away sorrows in black
	When she discovered the knapsack
	In gold and pearls, did sorely lack
	And her head and palm greeted, smack!
	Like his body met the floor, thwack!
	The house empty, less her they track
Hardened...

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when autumn’s last but long exhale
left mists of winter in its trail
her thoughts turned to the past to look
at greenway and the paths she took
where reading signs inside her skies
she'd dream up deaths and alibis
along the short cuts through the wood
with thoughts of stabbings and...

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Darkening of the land of man
Shadows pool into wells as gloom
Solidify into the things best left unseen 
A thing from a different realm
A different reality 
The coming Doom.
A realm between what is known and unseen
We are of this life 
We are in the weakening world
The...

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Oh, frightful word scribed at the end
The finger-painting mannequin
Composed a message to his love,
From ink he’d made of his own blood!...

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There are roads that seem inviting in the light of day
Only to cast its eerie shadows when the sun begins to go down
Engraving a revealing legend after the darkness has given way
To the blood curdling horror that once terrorized an innocent town

The legend says that...

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Crimes twisted and horrible are solved by a group of Elite FBI profilers,
re-runs I watch even though I have seen them several times, it matters not.
In each episode the BAU (Behavioral Analysis Unit) solve a mystery.
My favorite character is Spenser, pretty boy, genius, special agent,
in...

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