Game Is Afoot Poems - Poems about Game Is Afoot

...Did I push hard enough for purple? Asked Morse. It is the color I wanted on my house of course a fantasy of mine shown in kitchen fan and horse One color is great, agreed his yes man, Borse. Wh......

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...Always a Star! You’re a star in my night’s sky that’s brightened with years, not because we’ve grown closer in distance (perhaps), but with age, we are wiser, trust more in......

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...I’ve been harkening back to my formative years Haunting seedy seaport bars in Keelung, Navigating strange interventions abroad, While adjusting my ears to an alien tongue. On the streets of th......

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...Mt style is styless words made from smudges and dots like cots of baby robots fraught with thought a despot naught stop the game is afoot is forever endless ? or will this pain not stop......

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...Cleaning ash at Two Twenty One B Sweated my friend Sherlock Holmes and me. Him: “The game is afoot” His face covered in soot We dashed off after Moriarty! Just a crime scene, just another nigh......

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...lying mid-dazed, on the great floor beside the double double-hung window i lounge, and snooze - sun-warmed lizard and realize i hear the sounds of crickets; a stridulation of exo-legs bowed growing o......

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