Sherlock Holmes: 60 for 60

In Lee a lonely lady languishes,
Longing for her legal-lover.
But lo! Her leaden load is lightened.
A letter lets her learn he lives!

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A man
Covered in dust
Hiding a great secret
Revealed by ev’ryday object
A sponge

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I lovely poem, dear. Although perhaps not quite as heartfelt as my own.

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I suspect you may have uttered a few more choice words when you went to collect the broom from the broom cupboard to sweep up the mess.

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debriswoman

Lovely lines:-)

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debriswoman

Neat, and to the point:-)

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debriswoman

Absolutely
But this is restrained, and to the point
And revenge is a dish best served cold...

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laurose8.livejournal.com

Excellent and enjoyable. *tests tongue tentatively*

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laurose8.livejournal.com

Thank you for sharing this finely written scene. The flickering light and transfixed by flames... are so good.

Edited Date: 2015-03-15 04:38 pm (UTC)

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laurose8.livejournal.com

Not C but A+!

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Yes, that last word was extraordinarily "heartfelt" - I had to have a little lie down... ^^"

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Oh, very clever :P (^^)

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Thanks ^_^ (Hope tongue unknots soon ^^")

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Oh, I really like that ^_^ It's a great use of the form. I love the last line - it makes me smile so much ^^

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You and I are both women of the world - you understand there are some things I cannot discuss in my poetry page... (But yes.)

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Yes, indeed - how did you know? As revenge, all dishes were served cold for the next fortnight...

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Just been looking up the rules for the roundel - crikey, once again I applaud your technical ability.

And your use of imagery is brilliant. The refrain "a black-shadowed lane" is so effective. I suppose as well as referring to the literal, physical lane, it conjures up the dark lane to oblivion and possibly death.

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Excellent stuff ^^ (And St. Clair certainly did do well out of Boone before he was forced to give him up.)

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debriswoman

Thank you...and yes....I wonder if any souls genuinely out on the stret lost income because of him?

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debriswoman

Thank you
As you will have noted, my verse tends to be quite literal..deeper.imagery is often accidental:-p

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debriswoman

Oh, well played, Mrs H:-)

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debriswoman

Thank you:-)

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debriswoman

Thank you very much:-)

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Thank you.

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Thank you. It seemed a great opportunity to try out that particular form of poem.

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So very evocative.

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Daniel Boone to a T (or C!)

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debriswoman

Thank you:-)
Daniel?

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debriswoman

Thank you:-)

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What's in a name? As Mary Watson said when she called her husband James.

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Very clever! A nice summation of the story, and an admirable abundance of "l"s. :)

I've heard that poetry should be read aloud to fully appreciate it, but I don't think I dare attempt it with this. The stammering that is sure to ensue will alarm my cats. ;)

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The big reveal in a nutshell! Well-done. :)

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How spooky and atmospheric--you really evoke the horror of the place!

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Clever! :)

They say everyone has their price... clearly St. Clair found his!

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Well-done, Mrs. H! A delightful ditty indeed! :) (The disguised detective is lucky his dinner didn't wind up dashing him in the head.)

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Have to say that I did only attempt to declaim this one while alone and out in the open air ^_^

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I do have some self-control. (Once again, I apologise about the scandalous use of language.)

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Thank you very much.

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debriswoman

Thank you:-)

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debriswoman

Thank you
It took some courage for Watson to step inside.

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