A persona poem from the POV of Sherlock Holmes (the modern-day BBC version, because if I followed the books, I would feel the need to imitate the writing style), written for poetry class (w00t w00t!!). It delves a bit into his past (the bold bit is a flashback), as well as his personality and his bromance with John (FTW). I don't really like this poem (weirdest rhythm pattern I've ever used!), but you might, so here you go.
EDIT: Why do people seem to like this thing? I think it's shit, and I wrote it, so... Whatever. Glad you tasteless weirdos enjoy my crappy writing.. *don't wanna admit how touched I am*
Wow, this is pretty good! And that's not something I say just to flatter people. It flows nicely and stays in character. I read it twice and couldn't find anything to criticize complain about. If you think this is crap, you must have REALLY high standards.
The span of Sherlock's life, through this poem, flows so well. I absolutely love your piece and if the indication at the bottom isn't a clue, I would hope you continue. As their story does, Holmes still has much to learn about being "human" from Watson and you have already, so presicely, expressed his inhumanity. I could definietly see you following through in a more challenging direction. (Eager and pushy BBC fan, as well as your poetry fan).
The articulation of which Holmes has quicklky shifted from childhood to the cold incasing of being negative towards sentiment and observant in quick deduction is a bit sudden, but it is understandable that you did not have much background information to go off of.
I like what you have thus far, playing with the rights a bit, as you should, and making him a realistic man to comprehend.
I love the poem. Thank you for writing it. Keep up the good work.
"Laters"
I am a huge fan of BBC's Sherlock( and of this poem!), but I have one or two complaints:
If the boy and woman at the beggining were supposed to be Sherlock and his mother, than you must not have known that Sherlock, both the modern and Arthur Conan Doyle's, were both born into wealthy and distinguished families, and his brother had no business telling him otherwise, especially as he is often described to be a bigger "freak" than Sherlock.
The flow was nice and smooth, except for a few times, and I simply loved the way you described him actually having feelings once in his life.
Comments(18)
6 months ago Jane said:
Great poem and I love it! Especially the part about John! Well done :D
8 months ago Jillian said:
Ha, I recognized the cover art as AliceXZ's! :D
8 months ago Kelley Blue said:
that was a really good poem i only read a few sentences and i got chills your really talented.
8 months ago Sabreen said:
Wow, this is pretty good! And that's not something I say just to flatter people. It flows nicely and stays in character. I read it twice and couldn't find anything to criticize complain about. If you think this is crap, you must have REALLY high standards.
Reviews(4)
8 months ago Brei said:
The span of Sherlock's life, through this poem, flows so well. I absolutely love your piece and if the indication at the bottom isn't a clue, I would hope you continue. As their story does, Holmes still has much to learn about being "human" from Watson and you have already, so presicely, expressed his inhumanity. I could definietly see you following through in a more challenging direction. (Eager and pushy BBC fan, as well as your poetry fan). The articulation of which Holmes has quicklky shifted from childhood to the cold incasing of being negative towards sentiment and observant in quick deduction is a bit sudden, but it is understandable that you did not have much background information to go off of. I like what you have thus far, playing with the rights a bit, as you should, and making him a realistic man to comprehend. I love the poem. Thank you for writing it. Keep up the good work. "Laters"
about 1 year ago Leslie Arroyo said:
I am a huge fan of BBC's Sherlock( and of this poem!), but I have one or two complaints:
If the boy and woman at the beggining were supposed to be Sherlock and his mother, than you must not have known that Sherlock, both the modern and Arthur Conan Doyle's, were both born into wealthy and distinguished families, and his brother had no business telling him otherwise, especially as he is often described to be a bigger "freak" than Sherlock.
The flow was nice and smooth, except for a few times, and I simply loved the way you described him actually having feelings once in his life.