Short Murder Mystery Poems

Jon Benet Ramsay 
similar Caylee Anthony 
murder mystery both...

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It's a whodunit 
with mystery and suspense 
right up to the end...

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Oh, sound of the sewer so soothing,
When beneath a mansion, sleuthing....

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A putrid stench ... flies
his clothes stained... black blood. Rousing,
she claims amnesia....

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When I read a good mystery
It makes me feel that I'm there
Watching the scenes -on a 
 movie screen at a theater....

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Oh, frightful word scribed at the end
The finger-painting mannequin
Composed a message to his love,
From ink he’d made of his own blood!...

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You're ill dressed,
I must confess.
For your date with destiny.
I hope your grime,
was worth the time,
you'll spend with me.
~Victim 7/20/2015...

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How was your coffee, SWEETHEART?

Hmm? A bit bitter,

you say?

Well, you know,

it could have been

the Splenda...

Or, maybe it was

the CYANIDE???...

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I simply did not understand 

It was completely out of my hand 

Looking in from the outside 

Eyes and mouth open wide 

Never will l unsee

Etched in my mind eternally 
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    Raking in yet another pot
       the enigma had won an awful lot 

    Then a premature bid to leave
       served him right in the temple
                                ~ he was shot
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Animals and Nature
      a double feature
  
   Romance-Murder-Mystery
      a triple threat

   Adventure-Travel-Drama-Survival
      a quadruple-duper

   Nuclear War
      ~ Obliteration...

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The Lady in red
awaits my arrival
 The Lady in red
lays and waits
The Lady in red 
never-more so beautiful
The Lady in red
Who is my newly wed
The Lady whose white dress covered in Red
is no more...

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The forest of fog contains those who've lost their minds
The one's who've written their stories
Who've run out of lines
To make one's bed there is to make one's demise
But one day, lying there, will be you and I...

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Come Sweet Nightshade
And close my tired eyes
I hang my head in the cold downpour
My thoughts take flight

Away from this motal coil
My thoughts go running n playing
I watch the closing of the day
I wait for your sweet nightshade...

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The blue tulip has died- -
Jaunty jealousy
a blue murder mystery
something has dried up?
It’s not done this way
after the burial done
coming back as a flower? 




10/21/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
SEDOKA POEM TYPE...

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Buzzing above me
Whizzing through shadowy flight
Stabbing fangs in skin
Causing welts and itchy bites
Festering plots slay these pests





A Buggy Tanka Contest
Sponsored by: M. L. Kiser
August 21, 2021

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TV people take up oodles of my time.
They turn me into a police officer,
A detective,
And a forensic genius.
I solve murders, and mysteries
And save gobs of people every night,
Luckily I can do it from my recliner
With my dog snoring away next to me...

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This Lord
life’s flawed

Has strife
hits wife

Divorce
on course

In house
his spouse

He kills
blood spills

NOT wife
more strife

He fled
girl dead

Sand dune 
clothes strewn

He lied
he’d died

3/5/19...

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In a nearby village, a man unfurled his manifesto of machinations.
Shotgun blasts echoed the summit until he turned,
cheeks flashing in the biting cold.
A bouquet of flower petals,
explosive roses frozen in time,
sculpture at the snap of one’s fingers....

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In the attic, above wooden floor,
through the hallway of psychotic, locks upon my door,
near the broken window and glass of the sore,
hiding in the shadows,
bloodstains on the wall.

 Number nine,
house at the end of the street,
where lights are low,
where silent never sleep....

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• Open a fridge door and see
• The monster I grew up to be
• Joe from next door is in parts
• He disappeared the night I was playing darts
• Frozen in place from shock?
• I'll push you off the dock
• Peep at me through the window?
• I'll turn your wife into a widow
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Walking alone in the dark
All is silent
Until theres a snap of a twig
Hands come from behind
Holding my neck
I try to scream
Noone Hears
The hands grow tighter
I give up fighting
I take a final breath
He lays me in the bushes
My body cold and still
Noone knows who did it
They probly never will...

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Lindsey, Lindsey, Lady Spy
Are you ready for the next thriller?
Can you pin down this horse fly?
Lindsey, Lindsey, princess chiller
Found no clues, no motives,no reason why
Lindsey, Lindsey, community pillar
But you're the reason that we die,
Lindsey, Lindsey, perp driller
Have you been sleeping with a killer?...

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red box in the window,
inside a black widow
playing this fiddle tune,
heartbreak to be consumed.

she is not some honey,
she is not for money,
she’s just kinda hungry,
for your body and mind.

in the nighttime moonlight,
when the orb blinks outloud,
this is where you’ll find her_
that lovemaking neon sound....

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Seven savvy sirens
formed a formidable fraternity
of pure-passion purpose
for female fatales.

Murder-minded maids
promised patient pursuit
of tattered, tortured truth
while warily watching
crafty crook’s clever con.

But, bested and busted,
dames drink dark despair
like lambs laid lame
in trickster's tensile trap....

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