Stave the One Marley was dead to begin with, There was little doubt of all that. The coroner signed off the papers, And Scrooge had re-rented his flat. Yes, Marley slept deep in the graveyard, Struck down by the Finger of Fate, And basked in the glory of angels, Whilst […]
Author Archives: Edward McManus
Poetry: The Hound of the Baskervilles Redux
The Hound of the Baskervilles Redux A Versification The Baskerville Estate Near the Moors and Grimpen Mire of Devonshire (As Envisioned by Nathalia Mikhalchuk, 1907) Chapter One: Introduction to the Moors:“When the wind blows cold o’er the moors at night” (“Tam Pierce” English Folk Song) The skies they were ashen and sober, […]
Poetry: Is Sherlock Holmes Awake?
Is Sherlock Holmes Awake? A dismal night in London town, a world that’s turning upside down, no hope of help from kin or crown – Is Sherlock Holmes awake? For I heard the Professor’s plan, the Colonel saw me when I ran, but Holmes will help me if he can – Is Sherlock Holmes awake? […]