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alaylithTitle: Bring it on
Theme: July Writing Prompt 2014 #04 - July 04
Prompt: Poem promptWords! book-words! what are you?
Words no more, for hearken and see,
My song is there in the open air—and I must sing,
With the banner and pennant a-flapping.
Author: Alaylith
Rating: PG
Universe: BBC (S1); based on ACD "Silver Blaze"
Characters: Sherlock, John
Word Count: 271
Summary: John and Sherlock finally find a clue about Straker's murder, just to be found out by one of their suspects.
A/N: Well, as I do not understand what exactly the poem is about (even after reading the whole thing), also unable to find a german translation and as I do not know anything about the author, I just tried to use as many words from the poem in my fill. xD
Also to keep with the pattern I tried using idioms, as they are some kind of cousin to poems. ^^
Hope that counts as well. :b
But using poems you are unable to understand is quite difficult...
And you may notice that my fills are all a bit small and vague, but I still don't know exactly what I am going to do with all these, so bear with me until I am able to construct a frame with later prompts.
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"Haha!" Sherlock exlaims silently, holding one of the books up and John looks over to him from his own pile.
"I knew it!" Sherlock turns the book around so John can see the words of the page. "A list of names?" John asks and Sherlock points to one of them.
"Exactly and this, John, is is the one we are looking for - William Derbyshire."
"That's the name on the receipt Straker had," John says and Sherlock grins, delighted that John remembers that little tidbit.
John looks quizzically at Sherlock. "But who is that and what is his connection to the murder?"
Before Sherlock can answer light fills the room and a voice booms around them.
"What's going on here?!"
Both whirl around to look at Silas Brown standing in the door, a long whip in his hands.
"Ah, Mr. Brown, how nice of you to join us." Sherlock raises to his full height, but Brown still got a few inches on him.
"We do have a few questions for you, Mr. Brown, if you would be so nice to answer."
"Now hearken!" Brown splutters, raising his whip slighly. "You break into my house and then demand answers from me?! You better go down with all your flags flying or I will show you the stuff I am made off."
"Even if we are asking about William Derbyshire?"
All colour drains from Brown's face, but then he scowls and takes a threatening step forward. "I will not sing, you damn scoundrel."
Sherlock throws a quick grin at John and then turns challengingly back to Brown.
"Then as they say - bring it on!"
Theme: July Writing Prompt 2014 #04 - July 04
Prompt: Poem promptWords! book-words! what are you?
Words no more, for hearken and see,
My song is there in the open air—and I must sing,
With the banner and pennant a-flapping.
Author: Alaylith
Rating: PG
Universe: BBC (S1); based on ACD "Silver Blaze"
Characters: Sherlock, John
Word Count: 271
Summary: John and Sherlock finally find a clue about Straker's murder, just to be found out by one of their suspects.
A/N: Well, as I do not understand what exactly the poem is about (even after reading the whole thing), also unable to find a german translation and as I do not know anything about the author, I just tried to use as many words from the poem in my fill. xD
Also to keep with the pattern I tried using idioms, as they are some kind of cousin to poems. ^^
Hope that counts as well. :b
But using poems you are unable to understand is quite difficult...
And you may notice that my fills are all a bit small and vague, but I still don't know exactly what I am going to do with all these, so bear with me until I am able to construct a frame with later prompts.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Haha!" Sherlock exlaims silently, holding one of the books up and John looks over to him from his own pile.
"I knew it!" Sherlock turns the book around so John can see the words of the page. "A list of names?" John asks and Sherlock points to one of them.
"Exactly and this, John, is is the one we are looking for - William Derbyshire."
"That's the name on the receipt Straker had," John says and Sherlock grins, delighted that John remembers that little tidbit.
John looks quizzically at Sherlock. "But who is that and what is his connection to the murder?"
Before Sherlock can answer light fills the room and a voice booms around them.
"What's going on here?!"
Both whirl around to look at Silas Brown standing in the door, a long whip in his hands.
"Ah, Mr. Brown, how nice of you to join us." Sherlock raises to his full height, but Brown still got a few inches on him.
"We do have a few questions for you, Mr. Brown, if you would be so nice to answer."
"Now hearken!" Brown splutters, raising his whip slighly. "You break into my house and then demand answers from me?! You better go down with all your flags flying or I will show you the stuff I am made off."
"Even if we are asking about William Derbyshire?"
All colour drains from Brown's face, but then he scowls and takes a threatening step forward. "I will not sing, you damn scoundrel."
Sherlock throws a quick grin at John and then turns challengingly back to Brown.
"Then as they say - bring it on!"
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Date: 05/07/2014 04:14 (UTC)The spirit of these JWP challenges is to use them however they inspire you and write something within 24 hours, and you definitely did that, so brava! It's a success. :-)
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Date: 05/07/2014 23:05 (UTC)no subject
Date: 06/07/2014 14:01 (UTC)You did perfectly fine here!
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Date: 07/07/2014 07:37 (UTC)I also just plain did not understand the words (like hearken) and then it is like reading a text with holes in it...
But as you said, I was able to write something at least a bit inspired by the thing and that is all that counts. :b
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Date: 07/07/2014 07:40 (UTC)Sometimes the poetry is exactly like it says (a fish is really a fish), but other times poetry is so full of metaphors and stuff you can never really know what the author wanted to express (a fish is suddenly described as a tree which behaves like an ape or whatever)...
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Date: 07/07/2014 07:41 (UTC)And the drabble was such a pain in the butt to write that I can not really be happy about it. :/