Jack

Jack

A Poem by duff
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So quiet the cobble

Rain bleeding black

Wet transit mystify

A patient silhouette

Seething in shadow

Alleyway breathing

On lustrous blade

Miss Kelly strolls

Without any clue

Her muted organs

Gurgling for Bobby

His steps echo the

Whitechapel night


© 2020 duff


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Saucy Jack! They never caught him, and though theories abound, may never find out who and why. Mary Kelly was the most frightfully mutilated of the victims, but that was because Jack had time and privacy with her. Unfortunately, his spiritual children still abide. Well written piece, terse and spare, but capturing the horror very well.

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duff

1 Month Ago

So very true John! A mystery that continues to captivate so many. Thank you.



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This creepy poem is dripping with delightful ooze even if one wasn't familiar enuf to connect the dots to your implied subject matter. I got a great assist from your reviewers, some of whom did a great job throwing in a few extra tidbits to flesh out your story. I love how your writing makes this feel like fiction rather than non-fiction! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

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duff

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you Margie. Truly appreciated
Very poetic, it really makes one think it's so poetic. I don't really understand the poem but I can see that it is really poetically written. :)

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


duff

3 Weeks Ago

I appreciate it! Thank you Cyprian
Ohh I love how the mystery goes on and on. LOVE IT

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duff

4 Weeks Ago

Thank you January!

there can be no denying you have captured the feel of those Whitechapel alleyways so bloomin darn well... Mary Jane Kelly or Fair Emma and also occasionally Black Mary of course was butchered inside 13 Millers Court on 9th November 1888 ... I know, becuz I woz there.... Only kidding, I used to spend a lot of time wandering around Whitechapel when I was a lot younger...

A thoroughly enjoyed, well crafted, atmospheric bit o English history now poemed for all eternity...

Neville

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


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duff

4 Weeks Ago

Thank you Neville for an awesome review. I went to London for vacation and took a stroll around Whi.. read more
Neville

4 Weeks Ago


that does not surprise me at all.. I imagine mine would too if I should ever return...
This reads to me like a ghost passage:/ I suppose the victims would still be haunting or haunted at the least the failings of humanity on both sides of the spectrum from the ladies being forced to prostitution the ones of whom would do the forcing and the ones of whom would kill them for selfish pleasures that is what I think of when I think of Jack the Ripper... selfish pleasures

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


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duff

4 Weeks Ago

I couldn't agree more Robert! Selfish indeed! Thank you
Hi Duff! Frightening and vivid vignette here harkens back to Whitechapel mysteries.. "Alleyway breathing.. On lustrous blade"-great evocative lines. Jack the Knife was a bad hombre with a horrific , yet intriguing, aura. Your poem deftly describes his evil incarnate.

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

duff

1 Month Ago

Thank you Annette! It's always great and positive to hear from you!
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Gee
A skilled surgeon, a royal, perhaps a butcher, we'll never know...

Posted 1 Month Ago


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duff

1 Month Ago

Exactly Gee! The puzzle continues. Thank you!
The streets of Whitechapel and Jack the Ripper doing his utmost damage. Chilling to think he killed so many and in such a horrible manner. A notorious murderer, and not caught either. He got away with it. Well penned.

Chris

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duff

1 Month Ago

Thank you Chris! I'm not sure we'll ever know
Christine Anne Shaw

1 Month Ago

I think you are right, although there are a few suspects
Saucy Jack! They never caught him, and though theories abound, may never find out who and why. Mary Kelly was the most frightfully mutilated of the victims, but that was because Jack had time and privacy with her. Unfortunately, his spiritual children still abide. Well written piece, terse and spare, but capturing the horror very well.

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

duff

1 Month Ago

So very true John! A mystery that continues to captivate so many. Thank you.

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