Murder. Poems - Poems about Murder.

murder or undetermined

coroners report
murder or undetermined
dissatisfaction

left in limbo
do we seek perpetrator
family left hanging

Trusting His Smile

it was a bright pretty happy day
Joy had always been excited about life
she was from a small town
seventeen years old, in her happy element

She was from the kind of a town where people take care of each other
her bicycle chain broke on a country road
a nice-looking man in a blue pickup truck smiled at her
He

Knew too much

Alberto Nisman didn't know the danger he would enter
when he looked into the bombing of a Jewish center
He said president Christina was hiding the truth
he had the goods, would soon show the proof.

He was supposed to appear in Congress, but hours before
Somehow hitmen got by his door
He knew too much, so bad guys moved fast
If

Sues Intuition

Sue felt strongly that Chet had murdered his missing wife
When he offered her rides in his truck, her hair stood up straight.
She felt threatened by him without knowing why.
He looked normal, but something felt amiss.
He gave her the creeps.

She told her relatives about her feelings.
He is okay, Uncle Todd said.
Nothing wrong with him agreed Aunt

Red Herring

As a young boy
when not very old
I did enjoy
being told
grisly bedtime stories
by my Mother
the favourite was
none other
than
altho' I was just a nipper
Whitechapel Fishmonger Murders
perpetrated by
Jack the Kipper

Three Four, Under the Floor

One, two,
I think I'm through; 
Three, four,
under the floor; 
Five, six, 
I'm in a fix;
Seven, eight,
he met his fate;
Nine, ten,
I'm in the pen; 
Eleven, twelve,
my hopes to shelve;
Thirteen, fourteen,
clean with chlorine;
Fifteen, sixteen,
bloody crime scene; 
Seventeen, eighteen, 
murder unforeseen;
Nineteen, twenty,
stole my Good & Plenty.

POET MURDER WROTE

Essence of wealth
Inheritance health
Jealousy divine
Life changes
Rearrange of financial eyes
Hidden and full of surprises
Murder on the mind
Thought of inheritance
Wealthy promise
The rage
Death will come to one
Elegant party
Drinks and dancing all around
Conversations flow
Suddenly a fall then death
Pronounced Dead
Poison found in the drink
That sip
Situation now a circumstance
Mystery Murderer
The outcome will turn into clues
The murderer wants to redirect and bring

It could be Arsenic

innoxious odor
faintly fishy
I think of salmon I say

it could be arsenic
this was thrown out by dour Debby Downer
we always get worse scenarios from her

it reminds me of catfish
my upbeat-mother-in-law says,
trying to salvage the family meal.
it is not our fault her other son married Debby Downer

Shoelaces

We hurried. 
Picked the body up. 
His shoe fell off. 
And we never found it. 

Shoelaces. 
Laced all the way through. 
Over and over. 
I shouldn’t have.

Sitting oddly. 
Mannequin resting in my mind.
His hat falls off. 
Nothing sits right. 

I wish we could have left him there. 
The ghastly remains. 
Like that shoe. 
I don’t

MATTIE STEPANEK MEETING MY STALKER ABUSE OF POWER FALSIFYING MURDER CASES IN TAMPA

THE DAY I CONTACTED THE FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION ARLINGTON HEIGHTS SPECIAL AGENT PAULA BRAND SPECIAL AGENT LEROY HEIMBACH I WAS LIVING IN TOTAL FEAR SUFFERING FROM MENTSL ILLNESS WRITING IN A JOURNAL WHEN A GROUP OF JAMAICAN TALIBAN IDENTITY THIEVES BEGAN BREAKING I MY HOME OBSESSED WITH MY POETRY SHE BEGAN TRYING TO EXTORT

Harassment at home

At 7 she is at her father’s mercy
She will be shown no mercy
A life with absolutely no love
She will be like a lonely dove

Sitting in the nest
Doing her best
She will never taste true love
She will never be as free as a dove

Being groped and touched by her dad
Is a life that is so very sad
She

The Perfect Murder

There’s someone that you want to kill,
but ride it out, avoid the rope?
You’d spare the chair in prisonville?
Then I am here to give you hope!

Number one, you don’t want blood.
Don’t be Wilson, be Joe Starrett.
You’ll never come to any good
the day you spill your victim’s claret.

Blood will give the game away.
They’ll find the pattern on

Now, a Church Attacked

     Lawlessness comes home to roost
        Israeli settlers’ troubles self-induced

     Fool ‘lawmakers’ look the other way
        for their crimes, settlers never pay

     Yet killing innocents wasn’t enough
  

TONY BOLONY THE CABBY NORTH CHICAGO ARSON MURDER VICTIM 9

AFTER THE KARCHER FIRE LOUD SILENCE FBI AGENTS WERE GETTING CLOSER CIRO GARGANO WAS NERVOUS UNRAVELING THE CREW STORED THE CONTENTS OF THE TAILOR SHOP IN THE GARAGE AT LAKE COUNTY MUSIC COMPANY THE GARAGE IN BACK OF THE POOL ROOM FAMILY BILLAIRDS KAPLAN CLOTHING THESE WERE JOIN BUISNESSES GARGANO AND HIS PARTNER FIRE CHIEF

Haiku of A modern day holocaust:3

Justice can’t be served
in Gaza blood soaked stained sands
200,000 lives massacre

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