Nature’s Blossom Bounty – a short poem

What would our glorious gardens be?

If Nature’s beautiful blossom tree

had been made in a laboratory?

No wondrous eyes would ever see

it’s simple and heavenly symmetry.

Thank God for Nature’s brilliant hand

that’s seen across this glorious land.

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 12/August/2018

 

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A Withered Blossom – A Murder Mystery Continues

I started writing a murder mystery some time ago, this is the next instalment.

See here for the previous story in the chain.

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2018/08/10/a-questionable-reaction-a-murder-mystery-continues/

 

A Withered Blossom

Sir Alfred Thorpe had pulled a few strings and managed to arrange an interview with Police Constable Jones. Constable Jones had a regular beat that incorporated Lorrimer Park Crescent, its surrounding streets and the small park itself. Lady Audrey Patterson lived on that particular street and it was her maid, Elsie, who was found murdered in the park one morning a couple of weeks before.

The official enquiry had not uncovered anything at all. There had been no witnesses and so the case had gone cold.