Red Herrings and Keys

Written for:  Go Dog Go Cafe  (posted by Devereaux and Beth)
"Write a poem that ends with the word "key".

Engrossed in fast-paced
mystery/thriller, she could
not guess who the killer was.
Red herrings popped up
in the story, some gory, but
who had blood on their hands?
As she neared the end wondering
when the culprit would be exposed,
a character of minor stature
proved guilty.  In this puzzle,
she had missed the key.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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4 Responses to Red Herrings and Keys

  1. I love reading murder mysteries! Not always great at guessing the culprit, but I certainly enjoy the chase.


  2. -Eugenia says:

    Nice take!


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