31 comments on “221B

  1. There is enough intrigue and mystery in this to set ol’ Sherlock himself into a thoughtful pose and whimper of acceptance. Great quality Paul I enjoyed the references, image and obvoius depth CD knowledge put to exceptional use. Thanks in turn for your kind comment posted.

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  2. Ooooh, so many good phrases here–I love, “Bliss has no keys” and “gripping good crimes”; and “brocade paranoia” is just plain Fabulous; “clock ticks the tempo of fear” is SO accurate! Wowza

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  3. Inquisitive mind.
    Strong intuition.
    Olden days that i wish i was born into…

    This poem evoked beautiful longings i used to have about the fact that i wish i was born in different era. Such beauty.

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  4. A very special piece and thanks for posting it – much appreciated. Were I ever asked to identify and address a miscreants mannerisms by the police I truly believe that if presented my evidence in the style of your poem then there would be no requirement for any photo-fit! Only problem, of course, is that while I might know the words I never piece them together with such sublime craft and class!

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  5. Fresh take on the old boy. I enjoy all the textures evoking the heavy dressage of the period. Would love to see him deer stalking about more locations in perhaps a companion poem, this could be fleshed out (the movement of the described character thru the piece carries the reader, and it is a lovely ride).

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  6. Reminds me of the film Mr. Holmes starring Ian McKellen where he plays an aging Sherlock.
    Always excellent poetry, however poignant, Paul.

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