May. 10th, 2015

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This week we’re having a look at The Cardboard Box. I’ve typed up a few thoughts to get the discussion going—please leave your own ideas in the comments!

Discussion continues... )
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Welcome once again to my poetry page!

I hope each week you will read Dr. Watson’s delightful narrative and then be inspired to write a poem related to it in some way. All forms of poetry are permitted, and further down the page there is a selection you might like to consider using over the coming weeks.


This week my featured form is the tercet.

Definition and Example )



As always, this is simply something to consider for the future. Any form of poetry is welcome this week—and every week! Here are a few suggestions for you:

221B verselet, abecedarian poetry, acrostic poetry, cinquain, circular poetry, clerihew, concrete poetry, diamante, doggerel, epigram, epulaeryu, fable, haiku, limerick, palindrome poetry, riddle, sedoka, sestina, sonnet, tanka, tercet, terza rima, tongue twister poetry, triolet, tyburn, villanelle


Please leave all your poems inspired by The Cardboard Box in the comments on this post. I look forward to seeing them!


Warm regards,

Mrs. Hudson
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Canon Story: The Cardboard Box
Title: And That’s How Watson Got His Whiskers
Author: [livejournal.com profile] scfrankles
Rating: G
Author's Notes: “The features are given to man as the means by which he shall express his emotions, and yours are faithful servants.”


“So,” said the agency’s Head. “You’re Dr. Watson’s servants?”

“It’s exhausting!” said Left-Eyebrow.

“We’re forever shooting up his forehead in surprise,” Right-Eyebrow explained.

The Head nodded. “I’ll find you both a new position.”



“My eyebrows!” cried Watson. “They’ve fallen out in the night!”

“Heavens, whatever—”

Holmes paused and stared.

“Watson. Did you have that moustache when you went to bed..?”
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Title: The Cardboard Box: Misdirected
Author: gardnerhill
Word Count: 60
Rating: G
Warning: Crack a doodle doo.
Summary: It was the postman’s fault.

***

Sherlock Holmes peered more closely at the inked house-number on the wrapping. “Good Lord, this says 329 Cross Street!”

We looked up at Miss Cushing’s house, labeled 328.

The horde of scantily-clad women next door betrayed the house’s nature. The madame took the box with the ears in it. “Oh bugger it’s that nutter painter Vincent again,” she said disgustedly.
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Canon Story: The Cardboard Box
Title: Comment - Postcards (as featured in the Marylebone Illustrated)
Author:thesmallhobbit
Rating: G

With many of our readers planning on taking a summer holiday this month, we would like to remind them it is important to ensure the address is correct when sending postcards to friends and relations.  A leafy glade with the message, “Having a lovely time; wish you were here, Violet”, might, if sent to the wrong address, cause significant problems.

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