Short Christie Poems

Unfinished
mystery
novel 
accepting
plausible 
conclusions...

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Playing Bridge

Gov. Chris Christie
Whose promises are twisty.
Played with A Bridge Too Far
With a Democrat he did spar....

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Chris Christie
a delusional passage to glory that's missed he
back, back to the Bridge
awaiting announcements, go cosset the fridge....

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Chris Christie
the road to the truth may be just a tad twisty
a bridge too far
the bully boy suggests you had no need to come by car....

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Big Politician

Chris Christie
Not known to be nifty
Warned New Jersey National Guard Brig. Gen. Michael Cunniff to slim down.
This from such a big clown....

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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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Money Machine



Money does not make us

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Not the richer

Nor the poor

Money makes us all

Less

Than we are







Inspired by Christie Moses....

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With a look,a kiss,a smile
sweethearts stay awhile

In hug,caress and touch
Love communicates...so much

Inspired by Christie Moses poem title
'Sometimes Words Are Not Enough '...

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People Unworthy

Are some people who are unworthy
And others who have been earthy
Concerned about the environment
Where the good Flint water went
What about Christie in New Jersey?

Jim Horn...

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Once while I was high on DOPE
I truly lost sight of the DOVE
Which cost me my LOVE
Such a terrible thing to LOSE
My God I felt so LOST


Inspired by Christie & Nigel's 
New Contest- Word Morph
Hopefully I did it right...

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A poem by my far away friend
inspired the following ditty
in the form of a sexet:
Jack did, Diane did not
Jack was much too hot!
Bodies on fire
with desire
The Earth
moved




Inspired by Christie Moses' Naughty Ditty.
Sorry Christie for this plagiarism
but it is the highest form of flattery!...

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Keep hitting the reset listening unto The Pretenders, learning to crawl...
Her beautiful Christie Hyde and two thousand miles it must be, Christmas
Time for love's children our heart's were singing; as this snow was falling down ?
Joyful their colours these leaves a crown cast of autumn's bossom; his solitary sea gull....

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until our worlds collided my body was COLD
my life before you was bound in black CORD
like the colour of my cave and the mood of my WORD
now, your love brings me light, your soul is my WARD
your breath gives me strength, and your heart keeps me WARM



Note: see my blog and the contest that Christie and I are sponsoring!...

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The world is filled with too much greed and HATE.
So many are never satisfied with what they HAVE.
Was man happier when he lived in a CAVE?
I want to live my life within a gentle, caring COVE.
I will make my heart a place where the greatest possession is LOVE.





Inspired by Nigel Fawcett and Christie Moses'
Word Morph Contest...

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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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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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The heart
That bears witness to itself
Expresses not for the benefit of others
But for itself
Allowing the tingle of emotion
To carry it on
Into the lighted day
Of reality

Take lightly
The words of others
For their tongues speak
Before their hearts can think
For they not know
The heart 
That exposed itself 
To the world


for my dear friend, Christie...

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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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My son is nine years old;
    we laugh, read, cry, paint, 
        draw, watch cartoons, fish, 
           play at the park, and do homework

I love having a son: 

After eight years of trying we still 
     have not conceived. When my dream of having a
         baby girl has come true, her name will be......

                           Atlanta Lopez-


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Inspired by " fabulous fantasy"

hosted by -christie Moses...

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At Newark Airport, Christie* tried
A quicker way to get inside,
Expecting they would let him slide;
Alas, though, entrance was denied.

The V.I.P. line he’d once used,
When cockiness from him just oozed,
Was blocked by police, but Christie mused
That he was just a bit confused.

For when the “mighty” tumble from
The lofty place from which they’ve come,
To our derision they succumb;
And sympathy? Not one small crumb.

*former governor of New Jersey...

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To beloved Christie Moses,
  A mind so pure and sharp.
Nestled in your stanzas,
  Lies the beauty of your heart.

For you are the stove,
  That keeps poetry soup warm.
Writing from your soul,
  In many styles and forms.

The wordplay’s astonishing,
  Each poem is sweet and subtle.
The romantic flow of words,
  On every poem cuddles.

The fragrance of your writing;
  Fresh like a bouquet of roses.
This poem’s for poetry soup’s,
  Beloved Christie Moses....

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