Victoria is Queen in London Town.
The Empress rules it all with velvet hands.
‘Tis eighteen eighty eight, the city’s brown
with coal and cholera that vex the land.
But down on Fleet Street starts a tale of woe.
Her Highness will learn nothing ‘til too late.
For Secretary Fitzroy’s caught a blow
delivered of a monster’s razor hate.
One might say he has gone and lost his head.
The constabulary, they have lost it too,
but ne’ertheless they say that he is dead
and now they look about to find a clue.
While Fitzroy on the cobblestone won’t care.
He’s lost his mind and therefore cannot think.
The rain pours down; it’s playing truth or dare
and Fitzroy’s blood is washing sickly pink.
Comments
Don't feel you are in a hurry.
Although we would like the submissions to come in a timely manner (a day or two?), no one is able to begin work on their section until the section preceding it is done. Therefore some time MUST be taken to formulate the tale.
However, if you take TOO long you will have a line of poets behind you twiddling their thumbs.
I will continue to repeat the order of go, so no one is confused (like me).
Order of go:
Wesley (submitted section one)
Rula (presently writing)
Carrie
Alid
Barbara
Stan
Ian
Geez
Loved
Sheba (if she joins us.)
Now go and write some thrills and chills.
I am already thinking....
just waiting to see which direction Rula takes. I like this beginning, sets the stage well. Can't wait to throw my character in the mix :D
Sir
this is a good start.
Alid
Nice wesley
I'm already thinking how Urilla will enter the scene. Can't wait to see what Rula, Carrie and Alid write.
I am
very much excited to bring my character onto the scene. I am waiting to see which direction Rula takes and then will decide if I am going to pick up where she and or Wesley left off or if I am going to go in a different direction from a different point in the story.
I have lots of time...... up my sleeve
as I am last
but one
may be last only
in case Sheba
comes if at all
don't wait for me
I will compose quickly
as you all post so slowly
cause I am a poet
one of my kind
where will Victoria ever find
one with my kind of mind
I am seeing with eyes open
I'm not yet blind
take your time
I am standing not far behind
JUST PRACTICING
none had seen me
I know
but so don't go too slow
as all I know
you all don't know
but solving the mystery
upon my shoulders
lies fairly and squarely
howz zit guys?
Hey Wes
I think you might swap lines 1 and 3. then change line 4 to and watches cholera and coal blight the land....Line 8 seems a bit forced. Maybe something like delivered of a monster's swift keen hate.
You have done well in opening the curtain for the tale.
Line eight
is a hint if anyone wants to run with it. I could switch those lines couldn't I? I think I'll leave it alone though. I will wait for Rula to publish, then I will start a new thread with this poem at the beginning. It will be entitled "A Study in Pink: Main Thread". At that location I will add all new submissions and create a cohesive whole.
Wesley
You have nicely set the ball rolling. A query I have. In line eight of S1 should it be
delivered of [off] a monster’s razor hate.?
Regards,
raj
Nowadays the use of, off, is misused instead of using of.
Wesley has used the correct one in his piece.
It is a modern speak thing in English now, but should not be encouraged.
Not that my English is so correct lol.
Take care out there and am waiting for the writes to come in,
Yours Ian.T
Sir
I'd say you have set the scene quiet well. Now the rules are set for the most difficult game ever.
Good luck to all.
If I may ask
What could be the victim's role here?
I mean he is already dead, isn't he?
Just asking! :)
Victim
He maybe alive and dying or unconscious to die later. The detective may get a chance to get a word or two out of him or the winess.
He could
Turn out to be a ghost, telling his side of the tale. ..
Yeah
I'll stay clear of ghosts lol.
Ghosts
are amazing. I think it would be awesome if the victim told his story from the perspective of his already lifted soul, seeing as how he is already deceased.
Keep thinking
and introduce what you think will help the tale. Fitzroy is dead. He was a government official. He was weird. Ghost? Who knows? I'm waiting to find out.
Make sure you use multiple characters. Don't focus on your own.