Fear Mystery Poems

In the heart of the country, a veil of mystery and melancholy floats,
And threading along the leaf of life, these methods seem a sinister symphony.
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The woman who sat on a bench 
in the twilight garden told me to wait a little while,
The woman who could see
 the dark times...

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O I have yet seen a giant so great reveal its natural beauty, 
with pride above all surroundings it stands, 
constant but fairly moody.

Its eyes...

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In time when night turned to dawn, I could see, 
It all appeared like sheer fantasy. 
Light-hearted, I put on my office hat, 
And hurriedly...

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I felt a sharp thrill in my heavy heart, 
But hardly knew if that tip of a dart 
Was caused by delight, fear or curious...

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In scarce a week the place began to weave 
A weird fascination upon me, 
Nigh hard to bear, harder still to believe, 
I felt as...

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*Murder most foul. Rod Serling, Stephen King or Ellery Queen?


Picturesque place on the edge of nowhere, small town American life.
Suddenly subject to media glare, reports...

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a tomb
   you say
domed 
and grand
and cherubin
   temerity
a mass grave
of all of us
but 
who still
creeps around
upstairs


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Hiding behind the bushes
And closed closet doors, 
Lurking under your bed
On dark and dusty floors 

A shape in the shadows 
You know he is there,...

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I, as paper man
in paper town, 
grey, saw 
a cardboard cut-out
of a mirror, 
the reflection
was a busy world 
it didn't look real, 
those colours
and restaurants


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If I throw her off a building,
Will it make her go away?
If I fix the cracking gilding,
Will it make him want to stay?
If we tear...

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As you hold these works in hand,
Such wonders within do lie,
Let's forget not by whom it was written.
Twas me, myself and I.

Magic awaits, so please...

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In the quiet of my heart, a plea unfolds,
"Don't make me write another poem, love," my story told.
Expressing love, a skill I may lack,
Like a...

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Seeping and crawling came my fear.
I couldn’t see it very clear.
Tension mounting as it came near,
Transforming it into a tear.

Anxiously waiting, couldn’t hear,
My eyes were...

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AN ANECDOTE FROM THE PAST...

Names of places and persons have either been changed or omitted to protect identity.

It was a late summer’s night warm and...

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