February 29th Leap Year



In the small bedroom,

the sign of a cross in red,

painted over an elderly woman

rigored in her bed,

it wasn’t a crime scene,

and there was no drama,

she was just dead,

with no apparent trauma,

no one to fear,

February 29th leap year,

death seemed so appealing,

on the other side of town,

another woman was hanging

from her ceiling,

eyes closed, mouth wide,

it was an apparent suicide,

still in that same building,

gone was another life,

husband sits in the shadow,

of his dead wife,

staring at her bunny slippers,

so still in his seat,

realizing that her slippers

were on the wrong feet,

a body of a drunk,

stunk,

soon to be found,

then the busy noise will go silent,

not a sound

an inconvenient corpse

along the winding shoulders,

of the busiest exit in town,

death had a field day,

as fear littered the ground,

February 29th started off with no warning,

just a clear sunlight of a winter morning,

© 2012 Frank Atanacio

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thelyricwriter 4 years ago from West Virginia

Voted up, awesome, and interesting Frank. The body count sure piled up today Frank, well February 29th that is. Just awesome work as always Frank. Your poetry style is amazing, love all the detail in your writing, and you are truly gifted my friend. Hope you have a great weekend Frank and see you around.


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writer20 4 years ago from Southern Nevada

Voted up and awesome my friend. You poem is amazing and I agree with thelyricwriter all your details in this one are great, Joyce.

I'm going to try smashwords, thank you.


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

It'll work for a quality writer like you and let me know so I can be the first to buy one of your first E-books :)


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

Thank you thelyricwriter for that wonderful comment bless you bro :)


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PegCole17 4 years ago from Dallas, Texas

Frank, you have a gift for taking the events of a homicide detective's day and turning them into beautiful poetry. Awesome and interesting. I loved these lines:

"staring at her bunny slippers,

so still in his seat,

realizing that her slippers

were on the wrong feet"


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Alastar Packer 4 years ago from North Carolina

You put a reader right there with the detective Frank. Like the images here of just another day in the life of the one who has to deal with the sad and natural demises that came around for the women on the day that only comes around every so often.


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

thank you so much pegcole for noticing the small details..LOL and thanks Alastar you still da man ..bless you bro


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Darrylmdavis 4 years ago from Brussels, Belgium

This gave me a chill...but in a good way :-)


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

thanks for reading Daryl


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Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

One down and many more to go. Bodies sure pile up fast. Feb. 29th must be a tough date for any detective cause you don't get it every year. Bunny slippers on the wrong feet. lol


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

LOL thanks Gypsy for your support bless you


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Denise Handlon 4 years ago from North Carolina

I love the creativity of your talent, Frank. Amazing is a good word to use. :) Rated up.


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

Thanks so much Denise for stopping by my page bless you :)


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IsadorasThought 4 years ago

You know what got me the most? The slippers...


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

the slippers? LOL thanks for reading isadora


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raciniwa 4 years ago from Naga City, Cebu

there you go again Frank...spinning tales of morbidity in which you are Master at...


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Frank Atanacio 22 months ago from Shelton Author

Raci thank you


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dghbrh 22 months ago from ...... a place beyond now and beyond here !!!

With your unique style of poetry....this one is fantastic as ever Frank....A chilling feel crept up sure....votes up ans shared.


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Frank Atanacio 22 months ago from Shelton Author

thanks so much dghbrh :)


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tillsontitan 22 months ago from New York

From sad to sadder. How life torments us first with innocence then with reality of lives taken. Frank my friend you are certainly the master. Whether its short stories or poems you always make your mark and make us think.

Voted up, awesome, and interesting.


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Frank Atanacio 10 months ago from Shelton Author

thanks so much Tillsontitan for checking out my leap year bless you


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Peggy W 9 months ago from Houston, Texas

Just the start of another day! Your poetry always makes one think. "an inconvenient corpse"...how sad!


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Frank Atanacio 9 months ago from Shelton Author

thank you Peggy W for leaving footprints on my pages :)

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