Violin droning afar

Brilliant golden light

Falling in patterns through the blind

Oh! Twas a dreamy sight

That met her eyes

She gave a gasp, heart leaping within her chest

Yes! By some blessed miracle

She’d come to her dreamland, she cared not for the rest

221 B, it said, By Jove!

She began her ascent on the seventeen steps

Carefully, treasuring every sweet stair

Emotions battling to be heard, with joyous trips

She knocked, door opened

The tobacco smoke, the familiar sight and scent

The shabby papers and crime records

Still she cared not for those articles, but cherished what it meant

Yes! The lair of the great Sherlock Holmes

She found him carolling away like some dreamy lark

Eyes deep shut, the cold marble veil ripped to pieces

These were his intense moments, the light in his dark

Fingertips drawn together in deep meditation

Her hero, her dearest admiration before her

But she could scarce speak, just breath in her voice

So there she stood noiselessly, without the slightest care

Victorian sights, Venetian blinds, the violin case

And the Bohemian gentleman

Art for art’s sake truly came alive here

By some darling heavenly plan

Then she summoned every nerve she could muster

To speak, oh yes! To speak to him

Her vision blurred with tears, throat choking

“Holmes” she called soft as the sights grew dim

His face assumed an expression of surprise

And his dark brows knit together as he opened those steely gray eyes

And the harsh thin lips broke into a familiar smile

Hysteric with joy, she laughed with a thousand happy sighs

And then he began to address her,

But the swirling blue wreaths from his pipe became dense and cloudy

The room swam before her eyes,

And just like that, she awoke from her dream, sweet and lovely

That night, that sight, she shall treasure forever

That night which can be, never!

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JKenny 4 years ago from Birmingham, England

Another beautiful poem Sharon, if I ever get to meet my favourite literary character, then I'd love it to play out in a similar way to this poem. Wonderful :)

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sharonchristy 4 years ago from India Author

Thank you JKenny! Hope you too meet him in your dreams!

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shalini sharan 4 years ago from Delhi

this was a really imaginative poem Sharon, i enjoyed it

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shiningirisheyes 4 years ago from Upstate, New York

Excellent! I so enjoy Holmes and never saw this ending as a dream.

Perfect structure.

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sharonchristy 4 years ago from India Author

Thank you shalini sharan! :)

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sharonchristy 4 years ago from India Author

I know, there are pangs of yearning when I realize with a jerk he's fictional. Never gotten over it yet. That's why I love poetry, all things are possible. Great, simply great to know you enjoyed Holmes too my darling Shiningirisheyes! Thank you so much for your sweet comments too!

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always exploring 4 years ago from Southern Illinois

I absolutely loved this. You are so good at narrative poetry..Bravo..

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sharonchristy 4 years ago from India Author

Aww... thank you my sweet always exploring! Your kind comments always thrill me! God bless you!

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aviannovice 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

An excellent rendition on exactly how it would have been, minus, of course, what would have been remarkable adventures...

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sharonchristy 4 years ago from India Author

thank you aviannovice! :)

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Docmo 4 years ago from UK

It's beautiful how you've captured the smoky room and the strains of violin of you fevered dream. I was half hoping he would say:

"Shhh. you don't have to speak. I could see you come from a city with a great temple . You are 18. The faint mark on your index finger and the dent on your forearm tell me you love writing and the dog eared book of Dryden poems protruding from your coat tell me you are a student of English Literature. The way you keep touching the cross tell me you are a devout follower of our Lord. Yet you are here seeking my help. Pray sit down. Watson, would you be kind enough to tell Mrs Hudson to bring the lady a hot cup of tea"

Voted up and beautiful!

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sharonchristy 4 years ago from India Author

hehe... it would have been grand indeed if Holmes had told me that!!! :) So nice to meet another Holmes observer and you do it so well too! Oh... yes! How could I forget Watson, theirs was an epic friendship wasn't it! Thank you so much Docmo! Hope you have a cheerful day ahead! The game is afoot! ;)

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Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

Voted up and awesome. That's some dream Sharon. Sherlock Holmes himself would be honored at the mention.

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sharonchristy 4 years ago from India Author

aww... thanks Gypsy Rose Lee... would he? If only I can meet him someday! :)

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