Short Agatha Poems

England’s Dame Agatha Christie
wrote novels with plots often twisty.
Best-selling fiction writer of all time,
her Miss Marple and Hercule Poirot solved many a crime.
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Cousin Eustace makes such a horrible sight
When he walks down the second-floor halls every night.
 “He’s been up there for years,”
  Said Aunt Agatha in tears,
“And it's such a bother when guests die from the fright.”...

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Permanent guests of their stream!
Indeed, their bathroom: the stream

After a good shower 'cream'
Combined with the stream 'Day Dream'.

They now go there as a team,
Before and after smiles beam;
From the same classroom, same stream,
Quadruplets the four seem,
Save that Agatha was slim
And just the one who could swim!...

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I discovered Agatha Christie, the author, when I was eleven.
I started out with “And then there were none”
after seeing it made into a move “The Ten Little Indians”.
None of her other books seemed quite so over the top fascinating.
But, I kept reading them because she had a thrilling way with words.
And I had a love of reading mysteries and biographies....

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Secret Adversary


I view your effort
With a lot of piety:
You seem to bomb
A deserted city!
You need surveillance
You need espionage
To flash me out
Out of camouflage.
Yours is noise power
Mine; wise strategy
Will find out soon
Who meets tragedy!

***Title borrowed the renowned Investigative Writer: Agatha Christie

JM

23rd January 2014...

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Fear of death,

Is nothing else but God's deterrent

To prevent Man from deserting the

Battlefield of life!










© Demetrios Trifiatis   
      19 March 2021

* DEDICATED TO MY DEVOTED FRIEND NIKOS AND TO HIS WIFE, MY BELOVED NIECE AGATHA, WHO BOTH LOST THEIR LIVES, VICTIMS TO COVID-19 WITHIN A WEEK OF EACH OHER! R.I.P.! WE LOVE YOU!...

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The scrabble app says it misses me
It sends a notification to remind me
It's lonesome without me.

Let Poirot use his little gray cells,
Let Miss Marple knit too much,
Let me just catch up.

Dust the unused corners,
Sweep away the cobwebs, 
Throw out the crumbs

Of procrastination.


Poirot and Miss Marple are characters in Agatha Christie novels ...

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Agatha Loewen
Dec 14,1939-April 10,2013

She opened her eyes and gazed above,
We all surrounded her with our love.
Angels hovered all around;
We briefly stood on Holy Ground.

We talked, we laughed, we cried, we sang
While up in Heaven, the welcome rang.
Angels stood around the throne;
Jesus welcomed our mother home.

Our earthly loss is Heaven's gain;
Jesus wiped her tears; He took her pain.
We sang to her--she stepped on that shore,
Content with Him forevermore.

D H Loewen...

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