Best Deduction Poems

A double sonnet in which the great detective and his faithful sidekick, Dr. Watson, alternately deduce the cause of Sherlock’s latest malady…

Part the first
Sherlock could...

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There was a little boy whom I called “Joshie.”  He had a face like sunshine. He would play outside all the time; never coming...

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So, how long have you been waiting? No, it doesn't really matter!
I just came in the game to quiet the chit chatter.
And now that I...

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“Holmes, what is the secret of your glory, 
What keeps us thrilled and rapt right to the end?”

“The hook of a swell detective story -
Quite...

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A Pinch of Red and Green

St. Patrick’s Day

They pinch without green then take a sip of beer
Small in size holding on to their pot of...

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I'm partying down at a Hollywood bash
The reason I'm here is that I crashed
I figured that if I would have asked 
I would have been...

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It is not of this mind that writes 
of freshness in the breeze
where the new day floats
with the greatest of ease

It is not a deduction...

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How it must feel to be homeless, all alone on the streets of this world
I ponder this quite often, wondering where I would go if...

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Cupid Herself sings to us a love song,
hoping to infuse in hearts, love and light,
that we enter heaven, where we belong
but since demonic fear is...

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I'm so confused,
raised to believe cooperative love overpowers competing fears
about scarcity of time, 
and other resources,
and anger about past over- and under-valuing of myself
as a...

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Positive nutritionists co-arise!
Now, while toxins mutually self-immunize,
then co-subside,
then decompose,
to implicate potential revolutions.

Health,
cooperating abundance of Self with
as by of Other!
Now, while decay slinks into silos of
"That...

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There's a point blank 
Just south of Soulsville
where common pit desires exude 
extreme ego ratios rotating on human gutlike
socioshadow experientials. Slow slug immuno
pain gestures cloud...

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Tomorrow is an illusion
It relies on assumption
Of the planet’s rotation
On the seasons’ migration
And the moon’s revolution
On man’s innovation 
And his evolution
For his interpretation
Or insinuation
And theorisation
On...

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Was round about the 60's
And I a budding teen
Was influenced and touched
By a program I had seen

Rod Sterling was the narrator
Of a series quite well...

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We need to talk.

Is this one of those times
where you need to talk
and I must pretend to listen
while you rant?

Well, yes,
if you could extend this...

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