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Poem:general rating: Legacies
Title: Legacies
Rating: general
Word count: 151
Form: poem
Characters: Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson
Notes: retrospective response to the January prompt, previously posted on ffnet. Pattern inspired by John Masefield.
Legacies
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Battle weary soldier on a half pay pension,
Limping into London from a far flung land;
With a legacy of fever,
Bullet wounds and nightmares.
Haunted by the havoc of a brave last stand.
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Solitary student in a scorch marked lab coat,
Staring down a microscope for long, lone days;
With a legacy of logic,
Science and deduction;
Blithely unaware of his eccentric ways.
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Battle weary soldier takes a walk through London,
Meeting an acquaintance from the wards long past;
Promise of a flat share,
Cheap accomodation;
Restful, ordered residence and peace at last.
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Solitary student stuck in dismal quarters,
Hoping to afford a more inviting place;
Promise of the rent halved;
Quiet fellow lodger,
Room to greet the clients who begin each case
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Solitary student faces weary soldier,
Knowing he has suffered in the Empire's name;
Promises are altered,
Legacies confounded;
Neither life, of course, will ever be the same.
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Rating: general
Word count: 151
Form: poem
Characters: Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson
Notes: retrospective response to the January prompt, previously posted on ffnet. Pattern inspired by John Masefield.
Legacies
~0~
Battle weary soldier on a half pay pension,
Limping into London from a far flung land;
With a legacy of fever,
Bullet wounds and nightmares.
Haunted by the havoc of a brave last stand.
~0~
Solitary student in a scorch marked lab coat,
Staring down a microscope for long, lone days;
With a legacy of logic,
Science and deduction;
Blithely unaware of his eccentric ways.
~0~
Battle weary soldier takes a walk through London,
Meeting an acquaintance from the wards long past;
Promise of a flat share,
Cheap accomodation;
Restful, ordered residence and peace at last.
~0~
Solitary student stuck in dismal quarters,
Hoping to afford a more inviting place;
Promise of the rent halved;
Quiet fellow lodger,
Room to greet the clients who begin each case
~0~
Solitary student faces weary soldier,
Knowing he has suffered in the Empire's name;
Promises are altered,
Legacies confounded;
Neither life, of course, will ever be the same.
~0~
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The pattern is similar to his poem, “Cargoes “...learned by heart at school. Another fairly well known one is “Sea Fever”
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It's a lovely portrait of the two of them.
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