Missing Girl?
They have a child, a little girl
A special gift a diamond a pearl
The left her alone so they could play
They find her dead the next day.
Fake the scene, make it safe
Make it clean. Call the law
When there’s no incrimination
Spend a few hours down the
Station, blame the phantom
Who doesn’t exist. Form a charity
A fantasy of family bliss.
Involve the world to change
The narrative, they know she
Is dead, crocodile tears, inventive
Ask them a question and
And they scatter the blame
They are believed, bare no shame
What really occurred?
Well work it out.
Not a kidnapping
Just mystery and doubt.
David Cox 15/09/24
Categories:
incrimination, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
People should be warned, people should get wise,
Or else they might find, a nasty surprise,
Early hours, Tuesday, sirens broke the peace,
That was the sound of Poetry Police,
Rushing to the door, I asked “what’s my crime?
You know, that I, take my books back on time”.
Politely smiling, they brushed me aside,
Only then I knew, that I couldn’t hide,
Loose leaf, single sheets, gliding to the ground,
Incriminating, alliterative sound,
Crying in the dock, I said, “Judge you’re wrong,
Everyone knows, this sentence is too long…”
Categories:
incrimination, books, judgement, poems, poetry,
Form: Couplet
incrimination
of each administration
discriminations
Categories:
incrimination, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku
rotten molars unnerved her moribund hunger for living on
she extracted the pain with blunt scalpels pliers and hammer
damaged her smile as well but with the cornerstones removed
in the aftermath of destruction nothing was left but a stammer
loops of denial and self-incrimination established more pain
she tore her heart out under the shelter of drugs and booze
abuse self-incrimination and injustice festered in her mind
emoted a cardiac bypass for feelings leaving nothing to lose
a spiritual minefield exploded and she gathered rapid speed
performed a lobotomy with a manual and surgical precision
hysterical psychedelia and amphetamines furthered the cause
reached complete numbness from the screwdriver’s incision
only after all operations uppers downers and morphine failed
she realized that life was to seize no matter how it panned out
checked into rehab and abandoned jigsaw super glue and fear
took up painting and poetry and excised her vile needless doubt
25th September 2020
Categories:
incrimination, addiction,
Form: Quatrain
Zip Code
Contaminated water
For a few more dollars
Immoral power
Zip Code
Red Zone
No loans
Where are the politicians with a backbone?
Zip Code
Confrontation
Discrimination
Forced incrimination
Zip Code
Dirty streets
Vociferous beats
Too shallow to be deep
Zip Code
Higher prices
Thinner slices
This is a major crisis
Zip Code
High unemployment
Super high rent
What! It’s just a misprint?
Zip Code
Clean streets
Cushioned seats
But they're only for the elite
Zip Code
There’s no injustice
They’re reading books by Augustus
And there’s no need for buses
Zip Code
Prime steaks
Juicy grapes
And clear lakes
Zip code
Well lit stores
Carpeted floors
And Bellhops opening doors
Zip Code
For the poor
Zip Code
For the rich
Separation is designed to stir up contention
Aint that ah.....
Categories:
incrimination, discrimination, power, water,
Form: Rhyme
The door has been closed for 36 hours.
People strewn around the room like broken dolls
I keep nodding off and coming back
Not knowing what or which is real
The air is heavy with smoke
The opium rolls like a gray wave
Someone is slapping their arm in the corner
A fix is about to be made.
Spoons and syringes lie around like a war zone
But everyone is dying here
No one can be saved
It only takes time to kill them
Bodies ravaged by addiction
Minds that know too much truth
Slip pass the guardian at the doorway
His cross is merely a sign
For self incrimination and disease
Left here for the slowly declining
We're so damn high we can’t see the bottom
Upon which we lay
By the way turn up Bob Dylan
I think I have found my way
Categories:
incrimination, addiction,
Form: Free verse
Baptists and Boy Scouts
So have you heard the latest scoop;
Baptist Church has told each scout troop
Gays aren't good for church anymore
And people about Baptists are really sore.
God said, "We are all equal in eyes of the Lord,"
How can all of the Baptists really afford
And have created such a outrageous scene
By to all gay males being so mean?
Who enters heaven is determined by God,
Love Him and much money don't have to laud
And one thing about Baptists I'm starting to find
Is they seem to be born with a simple mind.
Do you think that in hell Baptists will languish
After they have created all of the anguish;
Didn't we determine that the dissemination
Of discrimination was grounds for incrimination.
Jonathan Thesarious Hilarious Horn, Retired Veteran
jthorn5656@atmc.net
www.poetrysoup.com
Categories:
incrimination, political, boy,
Form: Couplet
Slander blossoms without root
harvest of lies and fabrication.
Rumor yields a blemished fruit.
Scandal flourishes while enroute
to whispered, planted augmentation.
Slander blossoms without root.
Taking issue with points so moot
watering truth with orchestration,
rumor yields a blemished fruit.
Fiendish minions supply the loot
while critics pick their confrontation -
slander blossoms without root.
Humor can serve to feed the brute,
fertilizing altercation;
rumor yields a blemished fruit.
To dig and delve in disrepute
soon serves its own incrimination.
Slander blossoms without root;
rumor yields a blemished fruit.
Categories:
incrimination, 11th grade, depression,
Form: Villanelle
When I dare return to the pages of my past
Turning each one with embarrassment and shame
With regret, remorse and self incrimination
I finally come to you
Like purifying balms you came to me
Luring me gently with a smile and touch
To be the best I could lest you be disappointed
To create another page of my indictments
You taught me of the simplicity of life
“What do you want to do today?”
“I want to be happy”
And you reduced life itself to its foundation
“It’s something to do”
You taught me about priorities and philosophy
“Worry . . . . if that’s really what you want to do
Or we can go to the lake and count the swans”
And like all things, the problems disappeared
The challenges, goals and ambitions melted into folly
And the reasons for all things homogenized into us
And the enchantment of coffee-flavored kisses
On a bright and promising morning
Became our religion, hope, destiny and dream
And it was beautiful then . . . . in a two room flat
In the Alps of a city where love once lived
Categories:
incrimination, love, me, me,
Form: Free verse
Better Than a Security Camera
By Elton Camp
Most pictures of a robbery taking place
Are a fuzzy, blurry and show no face
It’d be possible to get better than those
If the perp would just willingly pose
Even post his own picture for all to see
How great for the police that would be
In Georgia, a man stole a cellular phone
Maybe took his picture after he had gone
But that phone was absolutely the most
‘Twas set on automatic, Facebook to post
A suspect’s picture it then did provide
So that an easier capture can be tried
Will there be a Constitutional examination
If he lost freedom from self-incrimination?
By the way, the story here is sure real
Google it if only imaginary it does feel
Categories:
incrimination, funny,
Form: Rhyme
Night By Night
Day by Day
My mine swirling in continous confusion
Searching for a soulful melody
That would feel that empty position
A staircase that takes me to a place of no where
A door that is open
Though it does not promise a place of growth, comfort, and acceptance
Rather a place that is indescribable
No one person can describe its power
A place of silence
A noticable place of tranquility
But by creating its tranquility
The tranquility is disrupted
A place that controdicts itself
A place we all find ourself lurking upon
A road that we are forced to travel
Yet a choice that we make
A choice that will possibly lead us to self incrimination
A door, a room, a space that we are left to design
To alter, to perfect, to make a haven, a paradise
But by creating this paradise, we may be forced
To fail, to die, to burn
And learn from previous mistakes
An oppurtunity to transform your world from
Inconsistancies and disappoints
To a world of
Fortune and ultimate fame
Or easily vice versa
A key is offered unexpectedly
Into this full but empty apartment
Of love
Categories:
incrimination, family, happiness, hope, life,
Form: Free verse
A separate extinction seems bound by cruelties boast,
some manner of distinction now featured as a roast
was once a brilliant entity, and free to so endorse
its own determination, to value its own choice!
Does feign incrimination, a means to so enforce
my legislation's stirring, my validation's course
once free ~ now bondage, for its will of hurt's remorse,
the numbing of man's conscience exacts it's paltry source!
While God of all creation replenishes extort
His punishment ~ duration ~ Hell knows as its consort!
Categories:
incrimination, social,
Form: Rhyme
The journey of.........
love,
peace,
joy,
entourage,
entrust,
an epic,
the epidemic of society,
positive reaction,
the impossibility of choice,
importance,
imcomprehensibile,
immortallity,
incrimination of one's integrity,
indication of one's indestrcuible fear of the man above,
grace is not a race
it is a lifetime of battles within
a heart that wants to be something special,
not wicked,
but with love that only one can give
an opportunity of chance to change destinies.
Categories:
incrimination, faith, friendship, hope, inspirational,
Form: Free verse