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Word Count: ~150
Pairings: Sherlock/John, but really gen.
Rating/Warnings: G. Non-standard rhyming scheme. Spoilers for The Great Game.
Author's Note: I don't know why I wrote this, I just did it. I haven't written poetry in ages, much less poem!fic. And for Sherlock? What the actual fuck! I am startled and confused by this turn of events. Especially since I am supposed to be working on that magic!AU or my Inception bigbang. :(
Two men meet by chance
On a cold autumn morn:
One in a long dark coat that danced,
And the other with a jumper well worn.
A marvelous meeting of two minds,
And of the most fortunate kind,
For London is expensive
(And they are both rather lonely.)
And Oh! for on this intrepid day,
Our hero has met his stray;
A kindly man with a soldier's gait
Has come and stole his heart away.
Together through London they roam,
Through the endless clues they comb,
And despite all winding ways,
They solve their cases and return home.
Burn! Burn! Burn! cries our hated villain,
But in the darkest night,
Our heroes shine twice as bright;
And when their eyes meet,
Betwixt them they greet
Their last farewell to all
With a brow in a quirk
And the slight hint of a smirk;
They turn and face the day.
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Date: 2010-11-14 12:03 am (UTC)Wonderful. Just wonderful. :)
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Date: 2010-11-15 03:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-14 03:35 am (UTC)This is adorable, thank you for sharing.
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Date: 2010-11-15 03:04 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-11-15 03:04 pm (UTC)The things I do to please you.
Date: 2010-11-16 03:07 am (UTC)I hope you're happy now, cause that's the most you're getting out of me.
P.S. No, you're not getting me on tumblr, don't even start that campaign.
I am sending you chocolate and coffee; you're damn right you should please me
Date: 2010-11-16 03:23 am (UTC)Thank you. ;) I do try with the writing. I don't always, or even mostly, succeed, but I do try. :)
P.S. I will get you on tumblr. I will. It's just a matter of time.....
You make a strong argument. Touche.
Date: 2010-11-16 04:46 am (UTC)P.S. You also said you'd somehow get me to come out of the closet once. You have yet to succeed there either. :b
Of course I make a strong argument; I'm right!
Date: 2010-11-16 03:02 pm (UTC)P.S. I WILL IN TIME. YOU JUST DON'T KNOW IT YET.
P.P.S. What kind of energy do you want? You're going to have to be more specific than 'the cheep ones from blah blah'. Gimme a brand.
You're right that I should please you. but your objective is wrong.
Date: 2010-11-17 01:30 am (UTC)P.S. You have to give yourself a deadline, otherwise its cheating.
P.P.S. I don't remember their names, Big Lots doesn't have a lot of variety anyways. All I remember is that they're like $.15, taste terrible and keep me up for hours.
OFF-TOPIC: LJ is pissing me off tonight! >:(
Date: 2010-11-17 01:56 am (UTC)PS. Deadlines are for squares. I'm a cube, dammit.
PPS. So, basically, it's crack in a can?
You should slap it.
Date: 2010-11-17 03:42 am (UTC)PS That just means you get a three dimensional deadline. ;)
PPS. Yes but legal. It probably tastes worse then crack too...
I did; it didn't work.
Date: 2010-11-17 03:15 pm (UTC)PS. What does that even mean? How do you have a three dimensional deadline?
PPS. Oh dear. How much caffeine is in it? Or do I not want to know?
You could always shoot it, but then it would be dead...
Date: 2010-11-17 04:42 pm (UTC)PS. I don't know! Your the one who claimed to be a three dimensional shape on the theory that the rest of the world in 2 dimensional. Maybe you have to pick a deadline in each alternate universe?
PPS. I'm guessing a lot. It did wonders for us during tech weeks. :)
Then I would lose a major source of entertainment....
Date: 2010-11-17 05:08 pm (UTC)PS. That would be more fifth dimension than third. :/ And considering the number of alternate universes.... though if I could find the one in which YOU DIDN'T LEAVE ME YOU BITCH it might be worth it.
PPS. I bet it did. God, no wonder the drama department was fucking insane. I thought it was just because Coach S did an alarming number of drugs.