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And Then There Were None - For Agatha Christie

I’ve only desired to light old lamps with young wicks
(the tongues of flame must be blinking hard with vigilance)
Across dark, mildewed alcoves that smell of ink —her writing ink —
But one thing led to the other, and the ink I
Found froze in my eyes, the bottle instantly petrified among desert ruins.
I searched, from my village

Categories: christie, tribute,
Form: Ode

Agatha Christie - 1890-1976

er first time on a board,
February 1922,
was Muizenberg, South Africa,
then again, in August,
the lady surfed Honolulu,
Hawaii, where,
by Duke Kahanamoku,
there may have been taught,
and in Waikiki lost her shorts.
Who would have thought,
of all the girls
in the whole wide world,
she was the sort to shoot the curl.
Tho' a novel way to spend the day,
no crime this time,

Categories: christie, celebrity, fun, sports, water,
Form: Rhyme

Agatha Christie

England’s Dame Agatha Christie
wrote novels with plots often twisty.
Best-selling fiction writer of all time,
her Miss Marple and Hercule Poirot solved many a crime.

Categories: christie, woman,
Form: Clerihew

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Discovering Agatha Christie

I discovered Agatha Christie, the author, when I was eleven.
I started out with “And then there were none”
after seeing it made into a move “The Ten Little Indians”.
None of her other books seemed quite so over the top fascinating.
But, I kept reading them because she had a thrilling way with words.
And I had a love

Categories: christie, books,
Form: Free verse

Mrs Mallowan Takes a Walk

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 of blood
while fungi often made her think
of slipping coniine inside

Categories: christie, adventure, murder, mystery,
Form: Rhyme

Agatha Christie Taught Me To Be a Book Worm

Behind a chair 
        Below a desk
 with my bare feet on a wall, in my flannel pajama or a wet swimming suit,
   
With my hands on my peanut butter and jelly toast,
          marmalade, not cherry or

Categories: christie, books,
Form: Free verse

Chris Christie

Chris Christie
the road to the truth may be just a tad twisty
a bridge too far
the bully boy suggests you had no need to come by car.

Categories: christie, abuse,
Form: Clerihew

Chris Christie

Chris Christie
a delusional passage to glory that's missed he
back, back to the Bridge
awaiting announcements, go cosset the fridge.

Categories: christie, anniversary,
Form: Clerihew

Me & Mrs. Christie

Unfinished
mystery
novel 
accepting
plausible 
conclusions

Categories: christie, introspection
Form: Free verse

For Alma Christie

When Portland is soaked wet with rain
And the rivers overflow
When soil washes away again
And no sunset is aglow
Do you climb the hill to DeMonteven
And look with longing towards the cove
Does your heart search trees and heaven
Followig the cries of the wild wood dove

When the Pouie blossoms falling
Cover the meadows in gold
At Mona on a quiet

Categories: christie, friendship, nostalgiaheart, longing, memory,
Form: Verse

Tag Christie Moses

Why; Hello Colin good morning mate
Son, there is no accent in hands of fate

Throw out the tea and chug the beer
Then I bet you find a keg in ere

Everything is a riddle once it is spoke
The tag is from you to me and then some other folk

But who should I choose, I’m here to say
So

Categories: christie, adventure, dedication, family, happiness,
Form: Couplet

Christie Moses

To beloved Christie Moses,
  A mind so pure and sharp.
Nestled in your stanzas,
  Lies the beauty of your heart.

For you are the stove,
  That keeps poetry soup warm.
Writing from your soul,
  In many styles and forms.

The wordplay’s astonishing,
  Each poem is sweet and subtle.
The romantic flow of words,
  On

Categories: christie, dedicationpoetry,
Form: Quatrain

Thus Achieving Equilibrium ( For Christie Moses )

Thus Achieving Equilibrium ( For Christie Moses )


When will we learn
that for every little twist and turn
and because of imperfection

We are perfect

And when will we see
balance is made individually
by decision

Thus achieving equilibrium

And when will it be
that I look at you and you at me
and both of us see

Perfection

There is no other you
There is no other

Categories: christie, dedication
Form: Free verse