Monday, May 3rd

Monday, May 3rd,

death was loud,

it was heard,

roaring like a crowd,

on Brooklyn’s streets,

so demanding,

the detective finds himself standing,

in a piss stench hallway,

it was going to be a start of a dreary day,


her pants pulled down below her knees,

her hair covered in fleas,

there was no rape,

but she was covered partially,

by a dirty curtain that hung by the window

near the fire escape.

as she laid across the dirty floor,

the crime scene was secure,

no witnesses, no motive,

a fifty year old woman grabbed,

stabbed, and stabbed some more,

causing skin patches, jagged scratches,

fresh damage that was consistent

with the downward thrusts of a sharp edge,

the situation was strange,

because, it would seem,

she was also shot in the head at close range,

the detective slowly walked the crime scene,

pounding his fist,

and running through his mental list,

asking himself why was she dead,

you could almost hear the cards

turning inside his head,

she was found by a neighbor

who lived upstairs,

he said she had many male affairs,

but who cares,

she was a decent woman,

whose last breath,

ended in a meaningless death.

© 2011 Frank Atanacio

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Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton Author

thanks Susan for sneaking in and catching that error

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Just Ask Susan 5 years ago from Ontario, Canada

Your welcome! Oh and BTW I did enjoy the poem.

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Cyndi10 5 years ago from Georgia

Hello Frank, Great poem to read on a dreary day like today here in Georgia. Enjoyed it.

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Senoritaa 5 years ago

The plight of the detective, and the sad murder, well written prose Frank!

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Deborah Brooks 5 years ago from Brownsville,TX

Great mystery poem.. I love your poems.. always full of mystery and suspense.. I am a fan...

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AudreyHowitt 5 years ago from California

Very cool write--I like where this one lives Frank--well done!!!!

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Sky9106 5 years ago from A beautiful place on earth.

Brooklyn , I am a son of Brooklyn. With that said , great words , I felt you on the scene, doing what I think you do best. Give us your readers , a poetic account of those great investigative thoughts, that rolls through the head of Frank Antanacio.

Great read.


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Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton Author

Just Ask Susan, what would I do without you? Cyndi10 here in Connecticut we share the same dreay day..LOL thank you so much for reading, Senoritaa, thank you for your loyal visit-- Our Ms Brooks, just having you aboard my Monday May 3rd, makes me feel good-- Audrey, your comments mean a great deal to me honestly.. and Mr. Brooklyn Bound Sky.. so you know some of the plights..LOL Brookln really isn't so bad.. it is the Garden Spot of the world..right? LOL thanks for sharing and caring

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writer20 5 years ago from Southern Nevada

You have a great poem here Frankie that I ejoyed. voted and awesome my friend just for you.

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Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton Author

thank you so much writer20.. see you around my friend

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kittythedreamer 5 years ago from the Ether

Frank - Is this a real happening? How sad! But your poem is very well-written and engaging. Voted up and interesting.

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Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton Author

Thanks so much Kitty.. realistic fiction?

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Alastar Packer 5 years ago from North Carolina

Like how the picture of the Black man marginalized by society walks alone up the stairs as it compares to the marginalized promiscuous woman dying a lonely and meaningless death. Hyphen recommended you highly Frank, and I'm glad she did.

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Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton Author

oh thanks Alastar for reading didnt see you there :)

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justateacher 4 years ago from Somewhere Over The Rainbow - Near Oz...

I love how you put words together to paint us a always you can see the scene in your mind...almost as if we are watching a movie...another great write!

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Frank Atanacio 18 months ago from Shelton Author

Bless you Justateacher really I appreciate your stop-overs :)

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