Mystery Judgement Poems

I can't believe I thought that.
Where did it even come from, oh god I feel like a rat.
I mean it just came out of nowhere
Waiting...

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Some people love to speculate
And conversate about everything
Whatever they perceive it to be
Or believe it to be an F & A 
C & a T...

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Dead End Street

He is waiting in the dark
In the smoky dark under the railway sidings.
He is nervous in the black
In the black of the black...

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"Truth shall always prevail", 
... Or so I have heard. 
It's merely been a year, 
Yet, can't seem to recover. 

Crying for help? 
"Oof, grow...

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Words in the Wind

By Mark D. Stucky
Winds carried away the words
that Jesus, the Word made flesh,
wrote in the dust,
while sitting near a trembling woman,
who was...

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Juice Ex Machina

By Mark D. Stucky
When wine ran out at the wedding in Cana,
why did Mary request and expect Jesus
(who seemed slightly exasperated)
to act as...

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Thrice the night—the day!—both fell to sleepless slumber,
But now in Spring, though yet again: The third was three in number. 

I sense a wince remind...

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In the future, my face remains blurred,
Never to be cleared, my fate incurred.
Yet, my focus on the camera's lens,
Is a riddle yet unsolved, my dear...

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I asked someone who ought to know
   a simple question of science.
The answer he gave, “We really don’t know,
   but as...

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Full of fascination, awe, and strange mystery,
a legend from some languishing law history…
He cracked open the case to see if credible,
when tastes for each other...

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Scent of amethyst
     Ruby's allure
   Sparkle of sapphire
     Opal's flash in the glade

  ...

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It was never about being in competition 
Actually it was about embracing who you are
The story has many folds
Read it carefully 
You will be suprised...

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A coil of the labyrinth winds deep into the night. 
A path that is tortuous and falls 
into terror turning left then suddenly right.

Something sits...

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What light is this?

It reeks of night, corrupted!
What it touches turns black.
Things lingering in a cruel Violet.  
 
What light is this? 

The night...

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Down distance streets distant days obscured 
Visions of idle things resting in the weeds skeletal 
Rusted eons have fallen machines dead

In their stance flies flicker...

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