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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 go on 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.

Rachel is currently somewhere on the Continent, accompanying Mr. Mycroft Holmes on important and top secret government business. However, going beyond the call of duty, she has managed to telegraph her contribution to me.

And so, courtesy of my housemaid Rachel, here is this week’s suggested poem to read—a suggestion inspired by the themes and subjects in this week's story. Hopefully you will enjoy the poem, and perhaps it may give you some ideas for a poem of your own or allow you to look at Dr. Watson's story in a new way.



Light chaff and falling leaves or a pair of feathers

By Gail Wronsky



Telegraph from Rachel: THEME OF POEM HIDDEN DANGERS STOP THREATS CAN LURK BEHIND SEEMING FRIENDS I AM LOOKING AT YOU MR CARRUTHERS STOP MISS SMITH HAS LEARNT CAUTION SO SHOULD WE ALL STOP BEST WISHES FROM ME AND MY TRAINED CORMORANT FULL STOP



Thank you so much to Rachel. And because I was not expecting a poem from my plucky employee, I did also sort out a new poetry form to try: the blitz poem.


Shadow Poetry gives this definition:

The Blitz Poem, a poetry form created by Robert Keim.

This form of poetry is a stream of short phrases and images with repetition and rapid flow. Begin with one short phrase, it can be a cliché. Begin the next line with another phrase that begins with the same first word as line 1. The first 48 lines should be short, but at least two words.

The third and fourth lines are phrases that begin with the last word of the 2nd phrase, the 5th and 6th lines begin with the last word of the 4th line, and so on, continuing, with each subsequent pair beginning with the last word of the line above them, which establishes a pattern of repetition. Continue for 48 total lines with this pattern, And then the last two lines repeat the last word of line 48, then the last word of line 47.

The title must be only three words, with some sort of preposition or conjunction joining the first word from the third line to the first word from the 47th line, in that order. There should be no punctuation. When reading a BLITZ, it is read very quickly, pausing only to breathe.




Here is my example poem:

Dreadful to Pass


penny farthing
penny dreadful
dreadful mess
dreadful detective
detective excuses
detective stories
stories of my home ruined
stories first and second
second chances
second my back was turned
turned over an old leaf
turned place upside down
down in the doldrums
down the hatch
hatch is battened
hatch a plan
plan my revenge
plan a change
change my mind
change the lock
lock horns
lock him out
out on his ear
out of the blue
blue words
blue murder
murder most foul
murder of the English language
language unspeakable
language unsuitable for a gentleman
gentleman attempting re-entrance
gentleman climbing water pipe
pipe in hand and still complaining
pipe down there
there is no stopping him
there is a lock pick
pick on someone your own size
pick your battle
battle of wills
battle of give and take
take a deep breath
take life as it comes
comes to a crisis
comes to a head
head him off
head back you shall not pass
pass the tonic
pass the gin
gin…
tonic...




But you do not have to use this form. 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, ballad, beeswing, blackout poetry, blitz poem, blues stanza, bref double, Burns stanza, call and response, chastushka, cinquain, circular poetry, clerihew, colour poems, concrete poetry, Cornish verse, curtal sonnet, diamante, doggerel, double dactyl, ekphrasis, elegiac couplet, elegiac stanza, elfje, englyn, epigram, epistle, epitaph, epulaeryu, Etheree, fable, Fib, florette, found poetry, free verse, ghazal, haiku, In Memoriam stanza, Italian sonnet, jueju, kennings poem, lanturne, limerick, line messaging, lyric poetry, mathnawī, micropoetry, mini-monoverse, musette, palindrome poetry, pantoum, Parallelismus Membrorum, poem cycle, quintilla, renga, riddle, rime couée, Schüttelreim, sedoka, septet, sestina, sonnet, tanka, tercet, terza rima, tongue twister poetry, triangular triplet, triolet, Tyburn, villanelle


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



Warm regards,

Mrs. Hudson

Clerihew

Date: 2017-02-12 08:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gardnerhill.livejournal.com
Mr. Bob Carruthers
Could not have his druthers
One marries the girl, as they had planned
But one wrong card and he lost her hand

Re: Clerihew

Date: 2017-02-12 12:14 pm (UTC)
ext_1789368: okapi (Default)
From: [identity profile] okapi1895.livejournal.com
Yeah, nothing went right for ol' Bob, did it?

Re: Clerihew

Date: 2017-02-12 04:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gardnerhill.livejournal.com
Some girls are just IMPOSSIBLE to stalk. Poor poor pitiful me.
ext_1789368: okapi (Default)
From: [identity profile] okapi1895.livejournal.com
Study in Crimson & Vermillion
Study in Watsons
Watson & Holmes
Watson's Beez
Bee's sting for the Keeper's Apprentice
Bees holiday
Holiday abroad
Holiday in the Country
Country (Afghanistan) mouse, city (London) mouse
Country & western mud-wrestling Christmas
Christmas goose turkey, jewel-stuffed
Christmas Victorian
Victorian gentlemen, typical
Victorian vampire
Vampire hunter (& contralto)
Vampire's blood
Blood-drinking detective’s mate
Bloody rain
Rainy days are Welcome to Bakerstown
Raining dogs & cats
Cats & Mice are Friends, Not Food
Cats & Dogs (Living Together)
Dog Johnny & Cat Shock
Dog-gone
Gone. It's the pits.
Gone. But not forgotten
Forgotten little, he has
Forgotten in French
French windows and wine
French art
Art in the blood
Art (& letter & telegram) of war
Warriors, wounded
Warrior & shaman
Shaman adrift
Shaman at sea
Sea-side convalescence & correspondence
Sea captain
Captain Watson & Corporal Wood
Captain Shear-Lock & Dr. Jack
Jack, One-Hand
Jack Daniels whiskey
Whiskey & women
Whiskey river
River Street Gang
River Thames, London's heart
Heart & mind, great, in verse & prose
Heart-locked treasure-trove
Treasure-trove
verse & prose
From: [identity profile] gardnerhill.livejournal.com
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This is gorgeous! Thank you so much!
ext_1789368: okapi (Default)
From: [identity profile] okapi1895.livejournal.com
Aw. You're welcome. Thank you for writing so many wonderful stories (I didn't get to include everything I wanted, Corporal Wood's cobra, the snake Doc throws, etc.) No heart-shaped cakes! Hope everything was splendid.
ext_1789368: okapi (Default)
From: [identity profile] okapi1895.livejournal.com
Thank you! It doesn't hurt that she's written 300+ stories to choose from. 48 lines was not enough.
ext_1789368: okapi (Default)
From: [identity profile] okapi1895.livejournal.com
Thank you, thank you. I had to focus on the (21) series because the individual works (300+) were too much. What a problem to have!
From: [identity profile] gardnerhill.livejournal.com
As a thank-you for that lovely birthday poem, I've got a present for you (in the fashion of Hobbits, who give gifts on their birthdays). This is a drabble in the "Welcome to Bakerstown" 'verse.

***

“What the hell were you thinking, you loco sumbitch?”

I grinned at the sheriff, fear still shooting through me like opium.

Lock’s voice was scary-quiet with anger. “Yes. Grim said he’d kill me when I told him about his snake. But you grabbed that sidewinder with your bare hand and threw it at him! Doc, you coulda been killed!”

“You don’t carry a gun, Sheriff. Everybody knows it.” I held up the long headless body of the rattler. “Well, everybody knows about this too by now. And none of these bastards will even give you a bad look ever again.”

- end -
ext_1789368: okapi (Okapi)
From: [identity profile] okapi1895.livejournal.com
YEA! That's my favorite scene from that verse! Thank you so much!

Re: Clerihew

Date: 2017-02-12 02:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com
I can't say I feel sorry for him.

Re: Clerihew

Date: 2017-02-12 05:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gardnerhill.livejournal.com
Even Arthur friggin' Conan Doyle knew that behavior was selfish and unhealthy and not Romantic!

Re: Clerihew

Date: 2017-02-12 05:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gardnerhill.livejournal.com
Yeah - Bob is just another kind of pathetic stalker, the kind who tries to make himself look good by saying "At least I didn't assault her like Woodley did!" In the immortal words of comedian Chris Rock, "WHAT YOU WANT, A COOKIE?" Even Watson (and Doyle behind him) recognizes that behavior as selfish and not romantic.

RE: Clerihew

Date: 2017-02-12 06:08 pm (UTC)
debriswoman: (cat and mouse)
From: [personal profile] debriswoman
Struggling to feel sorry for him.

Re: Clerihew

Date: 2017-02-13 01:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gardnerhill.livejournal.com
Brute Rapist vs. Nice-Guy(tm) Stalker? Two different flavours of misogyny.

Bicycle to Go

Date: 2017-02-12 12:22 pm (UTC)
ext_1789368: okapi (Default)
From: [identity profile] okapi1895.livejournal.com
Riding roughshod
Riding a bicycle
Bicycle built for one beautiful intruder
Bicycle tire
Tired and sick
Tire, flat
Flat broke
Flat up (against it)
Upside-down
Upright young man
Man of the cloth
Man of the world
World-weary
World war
War of the roses
War to end all
All that glitters
All of you
You will go down
You have heard of me, I see
See here
See to her
Her beauty
Her spatulated finger-ends
Ends of the earth
Ends well that all's well
Well-wishing
Well-deep
Deep down
Deep waters
Waters still
Waters under a bridge
Bridge over troubled waters
Bridge burnt
Burnt offerings
Burnt orange
Orange and apple
Orange blossom
Blossom where you're planted
Blossom in the spring
Spring the trap
Spring in your step
Stepping-stone
Step here
Here comes the bride
Here we go
Go to the glade of felony-love
Go and give it your all
All
Love

Re: Bicycle to Go

Date: 2017-02-12 05:22 pm (UTC)
ext_1789368: okapi (Default)
From: [identity profile] okapi1895.livejournal.com
Thank you! Yeah, it was difficult to include all the phrases, a lot of scanning the page, looking for the right word. Yeah, I thought of 'going to the chapel of love' but it wasn't really love the first time around.

Thank you. Some links are more obscure than others. We learned for the flowers discussion that orange blossoms were a popular feature of bridal bouquets due to Queen Victoria's use of them in hers.

RE: Bicycle to Go

Date: 2017-02-12 06:11 pm (UTC)
debriswoman: (cat and mouse)
From: [personal profile] debriswoman
Truly impressed:-)

Re: Bicycle to Go

Date: 2017-02-12 06:53 pm (UTC)
ext_1789368: okapi (Default)
From: [identity profile] okapi1895.livejournal.com
Thank you, thank you!
From: [identity profile] thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com
All for one and one for all
All alone and solitary
Solitary confinement
Solitary by nature
Nature red in tooth and claw
Nature red
Red headed
Red heart
Hearts on fire
Hearty cyclist
Cyclist beware
Cyclist take care
Care
Beware
From: [identity profile] thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com
Thank you - I'm very pleased you liked the sinister nature.
From: [identity profile] thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com
Thank you. I'm glad you liked it - I didn't find it an easy form so was pleased some of the story managed to fit in it.
debriswoman: (cat and mouse)
From: [personal profile] debriswoman
Very nice
Not even attempting this one, so truncated is impressive:-)
From: [identity profile] thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com
Thank you. I'm quite sure you could manage this form, but I don't find it inspiring - unlike others.

Mrs. Hudson's poem

Date: 2017-02-12 02:30 pm (UTC)
ext_1789368: okapi (Okapi)
From: [identity profile] okapi1895.livejournal.com
Magnificent! I love every line. Really, really clever and you never waiver from the story you're telling. I found myself with 'dead' lines just to make the word play fit. I like this form a lot.

Re: Mrs. Hudson's poem

Date: 2017-02-12 02:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com
It is encapsulated by the last two words.

RE: Mrs. Hudson's poem

Date: 2017-02-12 06:12 pm (UTC)
debriswoman: (cat and mouse)
From: [personal profile] debriswoman
Really well done:-)
Great finish:-)

Rachel's poem

Date: 2017-02-12 03:50 pm (UTC)
ext_1789368: okapi (Default)
From: [identity profile] okapi1895.livejournal.com
Interesting verse. Yes, threats can come from the direction you least expect them, but re: Violet Smith, if you're offered unreasonably high wages to work in a isolated, odd place with Creepy McCreepersons all about, well, you just might be a client of Sherlock Holmes!

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