Fic: Watson's Message: G

[smallhobbit]

Title: Watson's Message
Form/Word Count: 100
Characters/Pairing: Mr Sherlock Holmes, Dr John Watson
Content/Warning: Originally written for watsons_woes  May drabbles but reposted here because there is an additional message contained within the telegrams.

Dr Watson carefully sorted the messages, and ordered Billy to send them at regular intervals:

<Remains of experiment found. Mrs H unimpressed JW>

<Do not return tonight. Landlady unamused JW>

<How any man can make that much mess I do not know MH>

<Tomorrow will be probably safe to return JW>

<Been to cobblers. Collected brown shoes as requested Billy>

<No wonder you have no wife. It has taken me hours to clean your rooms MH>

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“How many telegrams can one man receive in one afternoon, Mr Holmes?”

“I have an extremely angry landlady and a concerned friend, Mr Brown.”

Admin Post: The Poetry Page: On The Bummel with Mrs. Hudson

[scfrankles]

If you could just remove your elbow from my ribcage, Mrs. Frankles…? Thank you, yes, that is a little better.

Now, to continue with the theme of ‘freedom,’ we were of course going to go out and buy new outfits of rational dress and consider alternatives to, ahem, corsets. But I think we are going to have to postpone that, seeing as we are now all locked in my broom cupboard.

(Honestly, why you all had to come in with me to search for my purse—! Sorry. Sorry. No use crying over spilt milk. Or indeed slipped latches.)

Small blessings—at least we are not locked in with Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson, or various Scotland Yard inspectors. Though those first two gentlemen will likely be our saviours, when they arrive back from Birmingham in, oo, 12 or 13 hours. (Stay calm, Mrs. Hudson, stay calm. You’ve been through worse. No, I don’t think a hug is going to help, Mrs. Small-Hobbit. But thank you for the offer.)

To pass the time, shall we make a start on composing poems? Perhaps musing on possible escape plans, both realistic and outlandish?

As extra inspiration, here off the top of my head are some lines from Dr. Watson’s story ‘The Hound of the Baskervilles,’ quoting specifically Mr. Holmes:



“It is a singular thing, but I find that a concentrated atmosphere helps a concentration of thought. I have not pushed it to the length of getting into a box to think, but that is the logical outcome of my convictions.”




And let me also list the usual suggestions for poetry forms:


221B verselet, abecedarian poetry, acrostic poetry, alexandrine, ballad, barzelletta, beeswing, blackout poetry, blitz poem, blues stanza, bref double, Burns stanza, call and response, chastushka, cherita, cinquain, circular poetry, clerihew, clogyrnach, colour poems, compound word verse, concrete poetry, Cornish verse, curtal sonnet, débat, décima, descort, diamante, doggerel, double dactyl, echo verse, ekphrasis, elegiac couplet, elegiac stanza, elfje, englyn, enuig, epigram, epistle, epitaph, epulaeryu, Etheree, fable, Fib, florette, found poetry, free verse, ghazal, haiku, hay(na)ku, In Memoriam stanza, Italian sonnet, jueju, kennings poem, lanturne, lies, limerick, line messaging, list poem, lyric poetry, mathnawī, micropoetry, mini-monoverse, musette, nonsense verse, palindrome poetry, pantoum, Parallelismus Membrorum, poem cycle, puente, quatern, quintilla, renga, rhyming alliterisen, riddle, rimas dissolutas, rime couée, rispetto, Schüttelreim, sedoka, septet, sestina, shadorma, sonnet, stream of consciousness, tanka, tercet, terza rima, tongue twister poetry, triangular triplet, tricube, trine, triolet, Tyburn, villanelle, xenolith


So, let us begin. It’s going to be a long, long wait...