Sleuthing Poems - Poems about Sleuthing

...Life’s Repetition of rinse and repeat: Saga, the odyssey lies And deceit. Juliet’s drowning upon daggers blade in Response to a Romeo’s lethal swallow. The need be not the chasing down of se......

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...In realms of cyberspace, I fly searching out treasures in disguise skirting advertised merchandise the ordinary, the overemphasized to anatomize the marginalized values overlooked otherwise on ......

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...Hold the phone, hold the freakin’ phone. Lisa’s got a boyfriend! I’ve never seen Lisa with a boyfriend. Lisa draws men like fireworks on a dark night, but I’ve never seen her keep one. I mean, it’s ......

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...was it necessary doing so much sleuthing? was i the culprit or the accusing? i would have gave explanation of what was done, but instead you left and our story never begun. was it n......

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...“Give me the phone Effie. I have to make a call.” She handed it over to me and walked into the hall. The inspector had no clues. He asked for my two cents, asked me to give him my views. I ......

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...I was a self-admitted misanthrope unwilling to lose or drop a case. I often threw a rope-a-dope just to win; I never lose face. I worked the dark streets for dark, and even darker, clients ......

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...He was alone and lonely. Sadness swept his eyes before he jabbed at me with his cynical sarcasm. He slowly lit his Camel. It was a simple act of murder and he was a scholar of sorts – a p......

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... At the time of the incident, I lived in an old mansion, that was undergoing renovations and expansion. Outside the night was dark and a storm was raging, but, I was cozy in the libr......

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...It was a mystery The death of her twin sister Helen became jittery On the manner death had kissed her. These few words sister could only say “It was the speckled band” Before her last......

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...With a fresh cup of coffee, I stepped outside to have a peek. It was another peaceful morning, in the valley around Soup Creek. I caught the glint of a Winchester, a model ninety-four. It was acro......

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...It was noon when I got the call Jewelry store robbed at the mall It was a young man, very tall Spoke with a drawl Spoke with a drawl In the store, I'd been permitted Where a theft had been c......

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...Miss Marple is a famous sleuth She investigates and gets the truth Murder intriguing has been committed Just as well she's quite quick-witted. Whom does this crime benefit most? We can......

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...Two sisters have enlisted me to solve for them a mystery. Sounds and music they can sometimes hear, and from their manor things then disappear. What’s happening? Is there a ghost? Who takes ......

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...Do you remember the night the Innkeeper’s body Was found in the pond behind his B & B, Sherlock? Of course, how could you forget? We were Meeting him that afternoon for his opening tea......

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...Adrian Monk was in a funk, Till he got assistants. But this particular case held him in a space, With which he felt resistance. That I can't blame I feel the same-- Phobia of ever......

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