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3WW - blood lurk cripple
Red Wolf Poems: To include “I won’t ever come
back”
Poetry Jam - broken
Dried blood caked his tattered shirt
Barefooted lying on his back
He must have lain there a few hours
Still warm he couldn’t have died that long
Still in one piece and hardly disturbed
Lurking in the dark a coyote
waiting to abuse his remains
Most fortunate it was discovered early
A cursory assessment told investigators
This was not self-inflicted
The injuries were rained from the rear
It looked to be a homicide
Crippled in their thinking
The post-mortem they reasoned should help
Upon rummaging through his pockets
They found a crumpled letter
It could hardly be read
But what was clear was the last line
It said, “I won’t
ever come back”
If he was the writer
If he was the writer
He got his wish!
Was this a suicide note or one
innocently written in anger
Was he a victim of violence being
at the wrong place at the wrong time?
A broken man with a broken heart
Or simply an unlucky victim!
Thomg's hosting at 3WW shared with
Irene's at Red Wolf Poems and
Mary's at Poetry Jam
Thomg's hosting at 3WW shared with
Irene's at Red Wolf Poems and
Mary's at Poetry Jam
Intriguing. But I'm not sure I want to know!
ReplyDeleteWe'll never know. A sad tale.
ReplyDeleteI really wish we could know the answer to this someday...
ReplyDeletePowerful and from the heart, this really opens up the heart and looks deep inside. Well done.
ReplyDeletehe could have been either...guess the clues have to weigh out and we may never really know...but usually there are clues pointing one way or another...
ReplyDeleteDark and interesting, and just in time for Halloween. Well done.
ReplyDeleteI like the scene you created, Hank, and all the mysteries. Whether the truth comes out or not, the outcome is painful.
ReplyDeleteYou have captured my attention, Hank. It looks like you have all of us curious.
ReplyDeleteLots of possibilities... I like that!
ReplyDeleteso very intriguing and sad...
ReplyDeleteExcellently written though not sure about the subject, Sad and mystifying all the same,
ReplyDeleteIt's a suspense novel condensed to poem form. Cool!
ReplyDeleteCould go either way, the clues are the only thing leading to the answers at the end of the day
ReplyDeleteMaybe he was a prophet and knew he wasn't coming back?
ReplyDeleteViolence can take many forms
ReplyDeleteHank,
ReplyDeleteSo sad that there are instances such as this unexplained death, every day, in every country. I hope that somebody will miss him and mourn his passing.
Eileen
Beautiful poetic story telling...li really want to know who wrote that letter!
ReplyDeleteHow sad is this broken mysterious body. Though I am not sure it would be less sad if I knew all the details. LOL
ReplyDeleteCould be either way ~ I like the mystery unfolding Hank ~
ReplyDeleteA mystery! Perhaps it is both. Rather like those poor souls who run at police with their guns pointed, knowing they will be killed - Suicide by cop. Interesting story, though.
ReplyDeletea mystery of life as well as death ... what does that paper scrap mean?
ReplyDeleteThat line spoke loudest.
ReplyDeleteYes, intriguing. But of course he won't come back.
ReplyDeletelots of questions there.
ReplyDeleteAn intriguing look of what could be an excellent story, Hank.
ReplyDeleteA mystery, surely, but someone broken lurks in whatever the answer is. Good write!
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