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poems by sami53


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December 24, 2013
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Static lights flicker upon icy cadavers that interchange whipped blows. 
Two bottles: white pills sprinkled with venomous pearly pink dots...
A gun manufactured in truth, yet deceitful in a flame-lick of lies. 
Unlike chance, a game a chess he must oh so hopelessly conquer. Notice from a fan...
Deductions from the scratches upon a case of a drunken man's phone. 
Flat-mates, violin strings that harmonize to Bach. 
Never shall a song remain unfinished. 

A wounded soldier whose life was as bland as a soggy biscuit. 
A sociopath who had no connection to the silly little heads of men. 
Round' and round' they went around London like a teddy-bear through a garden. Becoming...
A blogger and a consulting detective that forgets his pants. 
Partners for life. 
Partners in crime. 

The ever shimmering Chinese kettle...
A cup brighter than it was before incarcerated in glass. 
The predators that we so blindly trust that stalk shamelessly in public, 
Almost as blind as a banker with a yellow-line splattered across his eyes.
An origami lotus, dark as the fur of the hounds of Baskerville.
Everything pink like strawberry jam all over the tracks. 
A wrap of a brief supernova and missile plans holding national 
importance, like a phone with compromising pictures inside it's memory. 

Unraveling of words:
Three-patch problem. 
Five Pips. 
Homeless Network.
Moriarty. (Jim, Jim from I.T?) 

Actors of a great game:
The Virgin. 
The Woman. 
The Doctor. 
The Ice Man. 
The Criminal. 

And the right questions:
Is it in the sugar? 
Is he a snorer? 
Is it in hidden in the word Hound? 
Why would he leave his shoes that he adored so much?

Mastermind of Crumbs and Mercury:  
I.O.U a fall, my dear...
Falling is just like flying, only with a more permeant destination. 
I'll burn the heart out of you, dear, if you don't stop meddling. 
Suddenly, I'm Mister Sex! 
All tales need a good-old fashion villain. 
A fall.

"You will never convince me that you were a fake, please don't be dead..." 
A poem dedicated to the series Sherlock by the BBC. (In honor of the mini-episode we got today). 
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Moogiesgirl77 Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2013
This is fantastic, and it sums up the first two seasons perfectly, thank you! :D

One minor quibble: It's Five 'Pips'. No offense!
kissysaltcoatedangel Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
No offense taken, I'll change it right away! ;) :D 

And thank you so much for the fav, it's a brilliant show, isn't it? :iconsherlockholmesplz:
Moogiesgirl77 Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2013
Oh, yes, I'm hooked! Nod You are most welcome.
kissysaltcoatedangel Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Too bad there is only 6 episodes (and a mini-episode now)! Frustration Sigh  I just can't wait for season 3, it's been almost 2 bloody years! :CameraGlomp: 

and thank you once again! :Loved: Animated 

Moogiesgirl77 Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2013
I won't be able to watch it until it's released on DVD (for various reasons) *sniff*. :( At least I got to see the mini-episode.

You're welcome again :D !
kissysaltcoatedangel Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Oh, I'm going to try to get a link online on the day of the reales and see it from there, I also live in such a country of no Sherlock D: 
And wasn't the mini just brilliant? I mean and the end! The little smile and wink! ;) God, he knows, he knows how to get us good. 
Damn, you Cumberbatch! *shouts at the distance* 
Moogiesgirl77 Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2013
I know, it was so cute! :D I really wanted to hug John, too.
kissysaltcoatedangel Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
UGH I WANTED TO HUG JOHN SO BADLY!!! sorry, feels kinda broke when I saw him, especially when he says to the tv "you could not be dead" and UGHHH! But I loved Andreson and his new obsession. ;) (serves him right!) and Lestrade, brilliant as ever. :D 
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