sherlock60 | Mrs. Hudson's Poetry Page: The Sign of Four, Chaps. 7

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 one of my own devising: the 221B verselet.

This is a tribute to the 221B ficlet—a form of writing that some of Mr. Holmes’ admirers like to indulge in. (I do feel sorry for Mr. Holmes on occasion. They are on the whole charming girls but sometimes he has only to step out of the front door for a group of young ladies to surround him, furiously sketch him, and then stampede to the Post Office to post the pictures to their friends.)

My definition for the 221B verselet:

A poem four lines long—the first line having 2 words, the second line having 2 words, the third line having 1 word and the fourth line having 1 word, beginning with ‘b’.

So only six words in total. But you appreciate a bit of minimalism in your poetry writing when simultaneously having to cope with your tenant setting fire to the curtains.

Here is my example:

Treasure lost.
Treasure found:
Watson’s
Bride.

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:

acrostic poetry, clerihew, epigram, haiku, limerick, palindrome poetry, sedoka, sestina, sonnet, tanka, terza rima, tongue twister poetry, triolet, tyburn, villanelle

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

Warm regards,

Mrs. Hudson

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“Better have your ham and eggs first." (Chap. 8)

Would you like some eggs and ham?

No, I do not want some, John-I-am.

Would you have some for the case?
To get you ready for the chase?

I will not have some for the case.
There’s grouse and oysters for the chase!
I do not want them, John-I-am.
I do not want the eggs and ham!

Would you like them in the cab?
Here’s a plate for you to grab!

I will not have them in the cab.
There’s nothing there I want to grab.
I do not want them, John-I-am!
I’m too full up for eggs and ham!

Say! On the wharf?
Here on the wharf?
Would you, could you on the—?

Just get on the damn boat, Watson.

But would you eat them while afloat?
Would you eat them on the boat?

I will not eat them while afloat!
I will not eat them on the boat!
The fugitives are on the run!
I’m trying to aim my bloody gun!

You have no time, so you say,
But try them and you may.
Try them and you may, I say.

Fine!
Though they’re not at all appealing.
Look! The eggs are all congealing!
Oh dear God, please give me air.
Now here comes the mal de mer...

[Sounds of unseemly retching.]

Oooo…
Watson. I did not want them for the case.
I did not need them for the chase.
I did not want them on the boat!
I did not want them while afloat!
Afloat… Oh God…

[More sounds of unseemly retching.]

(Urrrgh…) I really hate you, John-I-am.
You’ve turned me green with eggs and ham.