Holmes Poems - Poems about Holmes

...Lulled to sleep courtesy white noise of the fan Onset of first 2023 heatwave found yours truly lulled to sleep courtesy rattle and hum (U2 can dreamily tread where the streets have no name) ......Read More

...A disastrous sunflower, Poe is hour after hour now studied the way a murder is by Alfred Hitchcock or Sherlock Holmes long-lived even in death, he suffers in hell through our eyes on the page......Read More

... “Alas for those who die with their songs still inside them.” ---- Oliver Wendell Holmes Soul means nothing until we understand the language of crying. The voice of the soul is you br......Read More

... Strange thought just entered my head What if I critiqued my own poems D'ya think I'd really be tough on myself Or would you detect a slight bias tone Tried using the criteria of a......Read More

... He was a man that knew the word ‘monster’ well though he never quite spelt it out. My dad told me that he had seen stuff. He had a Meerschaum pipe, you know like Sherlock Holmes, and he knoc......Read More

...Plan, in the process of hatching, gave romantic pleasure. The Macbeths decided to dig deep for their dream treasure. While honey dripped through their words, poison brim-filled their hearts, Envir......Read More

...distant wolves sniff at the winds, sense what you do not. your death hums in the air! pings run through your heart to raise a berm of hair! Baskerville hounds now shift from lope to lunge. th......Read More

...I am the war of 1812. I am Standard Oil Dripping with wealth. I am Edgar Allen Poe And Beethoven. I am the first time the Kentucky Derby opens. I am the battle at ......Read More

...we slow down cooperation and compromise we discover each other in new ways why we fell in love is found again with an aged maturation we eat our warm apple pie and vanilla ice cream we drink our......Read More

... Not sure what I'm doing here tonight. Seems like all we ever do is fight. And I'm too tired to argue 'til the coming of the light Won't you lay it down and let it go... Things have change......Read More

...Little I ask, my wants are few, I only wish a roof and home - a simple one this man will do that I may call my own. To within its walls live and age with a memoir to fill my page. Plai......Read More

...I've seen Sherlock Holmes and his sidekick Dr. Watson In a bar room near my dorm on one foggy afternoon Dr. Watson was singing, Holmes was playing the bassoon When a loud voice was heard that sp......Read More

... It was a mystery The death of her twin sister Helen became jittery On the manner death had kissed her. These few words sister could only say “It was the speckled band” Before he......Read More

... i was listening to Levertov read one of her poems and as she spoke my mind drifted her words were of those moments when manunkind sinks its' teeth into the bowels of the earth rapes untold bu......Read More

...The red brick stands, beckoning, where I'm met with cool library air A rush of hushed murmers provide Relief from the hot, noisy outside The graceful rounded stairway looks On treasures in t......Read More