Mrs. Hudson's Poetry Page: Black Peter

[scfrankles.livejournal.com]

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 englyn.

Wikipedia gives this definition:

Englyn (plural englynion) is a traditional Welsh and Cornish short poem form. It uses quantitative metres, involving the counting of syllables, and rigid patterns of rhyme and half rhyme.

There are many different kinds of englyn but I have chosen specifically the englyn milwr, as this seems the most straightforward for beginners.

Wikipedia’s definition:

The soldier's englyn. This consists of three seven-syllable lines. All three lines rhyme.


Here is my example poem:


He was sharp this afternoon
But he will see my point soon
I have bought my own harpoon



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, alexandrine, blackout poetry, call and response, cinquain, circular poetry, clerihew, colour poems, concrete poetry, diamante, doggerel, double dactyl, ekphrasis, elegiac couplet, englyn, epigram, epulaeryu, fable, found poetry, ghazal, haiku, lanturne, limerick, lyric poetry, palindrome poetry, pantoum, poem cycle, renga, riddle, Schüttelreim, sedoka, septet, sestina, sonnet, tanka, tercet, terza rima, tongue twister poetry, triolet, tyburn, villanelle


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


Warm regards,

Mrs. Hudson

Comments

A clerihew

[scfrankles.livejournal.com]

Black Peter Carey:
His neighbours’ opinions didn’t vary.
About sorrow there wasn’t a word.
Carey murdered? Nobody cared.

Re: A clerihew

[thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com]

An excellent description of a truly unpleasant man, whom I am glad I never had the misfortune to meet.

RE: A clerihew

[debriswoman]

Such a nasty piece of work.
Well described:-)

Re: A clerihew

[laurose8.livejournal.com]

Very well put. It would look nice on his gravestone.

Re: A clerihew

[mundungus42.livejournal.com]

I feel ghoulish calling this "delightful," and yet it is! I particularly love the wordplay in the last line: Carey/cared.

Limerick: Obituary

[gardnerhill.livejournal.com]

He terrified all that he knew,
Was brutal to family and crew.
Fell to drunk harpooner
(Neighbors all gave a cheer) –
More than one pig got pinned here, it’s true.

Re: Limerick: Obituary

[thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com]

Accurate description that.

Re: Limerick: Obituary

[scfrankles.livejournal.com]

A very apt last line ^^"

RE: Limerick: Obituary

[debriswoman]

Absolutely
The Limerick isn't used enough in obituary columns, in my opinion.

Re: Limerick: Obituary

[laurose8.livejournal.com]

A fun summary of a non-fun man. The fourth line causes a cheer, too.

Re: Limerick: Obituary

[mundungus42.livejournal.com]

Well pointed and well pinned!

In praise of Inspector Hopkins

[thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com]

I love it when my inspector comes to call
For those are the very bestest days of all
I’m always happy when he walks in through the door
And I hear his steady steps across the floor
I sit and spend my time gazing at his face
His hair, his eyes, his ....

Somebody pass a cloth she’s drooling again

Re: In praise of Inspector Hopkins

[scfrankles.livejournal.com]

"...manly grace"?

Lovely ^^ (*passes cloth*)

RE: In praise of Inspector Hopkins

[debriswoman]

...dental brace? ...can of Mace?

Nope...I'll go with...manly grace...too:-p

Deep breaths now, mouselet...deep breaths...

Re: In praise of Inspector Hopkins

[laurose8.livejournal.com]

Very glad to have mouselet's contribution! Obviously, the last line was going to be a very long one.

Re: In praise of Inspector Hopkins

[mundungus42.livejournal.com]

I like any man whose tweed isn't loud. The wee mousie has excellent taste!

A question, Mrs H

[thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com]

Will you be storing the harpoon in the broom cupboard?

Re: A question, Mrs H

[scfrankles.livejournal.com]

There is a little too much interest in my broom cupboard. I will be storing the harpoon under my bed. (If I ever find any misbehaving men under there, they will have more than the harpoon to worry about.)

Re: Englyns x 3

[scfrankles.livejournal.com]

Show off :P

I'm especially taken with the Stanley Hopkins one ^_^ And I really like the rhymes for the Mrs. Carey englyn. (And yes, the Black Peter one is excellent too - before you start complaining :P)

Re: Englyns x 3

[thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com]

*sigh!*

Re: Written earlier...Song of Black Peter

[scfrankles.livejournal.com]

Oh, wonderful stuff ^_^ I can only applaud your unforced rhyming and all the variations on the refrain. I love the way the song swings along.

englyn x 2

[okapi1895.livejournal.com]

On the carpet, too much space
Take him, Hopkins, to his place
Left a stain? Oh Hudson’s face!

and

When you go to meet a grouch
Best not leave your baccy-pouch
‘Specially when stabbin’. Ouch, ouch!

Re: englyn x 2

[scfrankles.livejournal.com]

Oh, very amusing ^__^ I'm especially impressed with the rhymes in the second englyn. And I like: Left a stain? Oh Hudson’s face! ^^

And welcome to the comm! ^_^

Off Topic: An Anniversary Yesterday (Sonnet)

[gardnerhill.livejournal.com]

Yesterday marked the 20th anniversary of Jeremy Brett's death. I was in England at the time. I wrote about it.

Shiva Call: Baker Street, London, 16 September 1995

“I’d spent the day on Salisbury Plain.
I watched the news back at my B&B.
I made a sound of grief - so full of pain
I felt like howling out for all to see.”

“We were in Edinburgh when we heard;
I thought my heart would break, I felt so sad.
So was my husband. He made every word
Come back to life with all the gifts he had.”

So, one by one, we whispered by that door:
A cluster made of sorrow, love and praise,
All voiced by foreigners to England’s shore
Who’d been in mourning for the last four days.

The black-draped photo smiled as if to say:
“The artist, gone – the art is here to stay.”

Re: Off Topic: An Anniversary Yesterday (Sonnet)

[thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com]

Lovely. Thank you for sharing your poem.

Clerihew and Englynion

[mundungus42.livejournal.com]

Clerihew
Peter Carey
Rarely merry:
A mur'drous drunk, no wife at night,
A Puritan? Ha ha! Yeah, right.

Englynion inspired by Mrs. Hudson and debriswoman

Englyn milwr
On a murder he stayed mum,
Patrick Carin asked for a sum,
Done in by ship's shag and rum.

Englyun Proest Dalgron
Poor John Hopley Neligan:
Father's bank a shell he ran,
Harpoon through the belly, man,
One asks how the hell he can.

Englyn Cyrch
Captain Basil (Sherlock Holmes)
Searched for every man who roams
With harpoon for pay to slay
Creatures native to the foams.

Englyn Cil-Dwm
Wholly hated one bury,
Stolen wealth cannot marry
Miss Carey.

RE: Clerihew and Englynion

[debriswoman]

Thoroughly enjoyed these:-)

Particularly impressed with the rhyming in the proest dalgron and Capt. Basil

Re clerihew...I wondered at the definition of Puritan, too...