Short Clues Poems
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Bumper rusted with dents
Alley in the rear dark and tense
Coming around a behind the fence
Knife’s with gilded hilt shows finger prints
Airborne chameleons
in the snow-blown morning:
dull white, grey gulls flying,
silently disappear
against dull white, grey clouds.
On11- He may be sad, you may not be.
On 14- If it were a detergent, Billy Mays would be a natural!
On 13- His picture will appear soon, and often.
several suspects
bad guys versus police
stand in a line up
detective puzzle
I am not guilty
dental records
tennis shoe prints
observations
cigarette butt
dna
fingerprints
nervous feet
smudge mark
tattoo
clues
Monday morning clues
What did they do on the weekend?
The smiling ones
Do they mean it
Or are they hiding their truth?
Did their wives beat them?
Did their dogs hurt their feelings?
We all wear our masks
Especially on Mondays
Revealing nothing.
First, new clue to No. 5- Some bosses like to manage like this.
Second, new clue to No. 7- Can the weak live at peace with the strong?
And Now: Quiz Number 9:
It's a mysterious enigma, but maybe some later clues will help shed some light
on the correct answer.
Form:
Initially seems like the distance of tip of the needle ,
gradually drawing miles in the middle .
Leading to unnecessary battle ,
solving it can only settle .
The two become quiet ,
one the eyes clues there's a fight.
Breaking close relations ,
all over the nations .
~ Avantika
Initially seems like the distance of tip of the needle ,
gradually drawing miles in the middle .
Leading to unnecessary battle ,
solving it can only settle .
The two become quiet ,
one the eyes clues there's a fight.
Breaking close relations ,
all over the nations .
~ Avantika
Miss Barker, let me say a word,
though this to many seem absurd.
Your attitude I find pragmatic,
not judgmental, not dogmatic.
So poetry is not your strength
though some will go to any length
to immortalize themselves in verse,
writing dogerell, if not worse.
Avoid concerns to you so alien.
Be what you are, a Pomeranian.
“...like small Cherokee children, torn from freedom and
the mountains, paled in faded lodges by rocky Oklahoma streams.
Bettie M. Sellers Westward from Bald Mountain 1974
LIBRARY CLUES
Ms. Bettie Sellers’
bald mountain of poems
subtly lays dormant
until a Cherokee chats —
voices commune together
3/1/2020
In a mystery that starts with an abduction,
And ends in what might be the perfect crime,
I noted, with a sigh of resignation,
How evidence depends on space and time.
There was little that gave telling on the surface.
The more I looked, the less I knew the score;
Just scratches on the Maserati’s fender,
And a young child’s dirty handprint on the door.
Lights of splattered houses
seem to stare at me as i saunter
towards them
with the night
before i enter my house
i rest my head
on cooling glass
Drizzled rain tempers my spine
sighs unsure of cause
linger in the frost
and sound is flesh
Darkness looks so lost
Ink birds slip the moonlight
Screaming blacks and blues
Searching in the nothingness
without any clues
Clue No.1) It can be associated with keyboard humor.
2)Yikes / Strikes, Thumbs In Dykes!
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yes, it is this angular moment
when every thing is a symbol
if the beetle lands on the swollen finger
if the left eyelash blinks disorderly
this game is lost
the ash that will soil everything
is in front of the mirror putting on makeup
it's no use filling everything with colored pencils
serve dreams at coffee time
or pretend it doesn't exist
this time to fall to your knees
pick some roses around
and decorate what you can
I just thought it was good to let you know
I can't sleep thinking about
The way you turned me inside out
Changing my whole life perspective
You are like a love detective
Following clues that led you to
A girl so lonely and blue
That needed some loving care
All your spying led you here
To save my heart from destruction
You are giving it construction
Rebuilding every little bit
Making ever piece now fit
Into a heart that is new
No longer saddened and blue
I'm glad all the tracks you followed
Led to a girl no longer hollow