A train from London will be here soon
Hooded coach drivers wait, station bound
Arriving passengers number few
Macabre yarns have spun about a hound
The foggy moors are unforgiving
For any wanderer left to night
The house beacon, on the hill, is far
Wailing wind sends ... like briars in flight
Now that dusk is upon us,... listen
'Tis christen louder than steeple bells
Dead of Winter approaches swiftly
As twin daggers, whose fangs slay noels
There is a curse that must be knotted
Moors to the doors of Baskerville Hall
Bloody crux too shall pass with ending
And ghastly landscapes will lastly call
The foggy moors are unforgiving
For any wanderer left to night
The house beacon, on the hill, is far
Wailing wind sends ... like briars in flight
(c) Kay Irvin
For/about: "The Hound of the Baskervilles"
by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
[a Sherlock Holmes - Dr. Watson mystery]
Set on Dartmoor, Devon, in England's West Country

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oo this is good...you really set the ambience with your word choices....Now that dusk is upon us,... listen
ReplyDelete'Tis christen louder than steeple bells
Dead of Winter approaches swiftly
As twin daggers, whose fangs slay noels....like much...thanks for popping in...
Thank you, Brian. I appreciate the comment.
ReplyDeleteI come by your blog often ... enjoy following. Happy writing.
Nice rendition of "summer breeze". I always thought the original by ?? (help) was too sappy.
ReplyDeleteYou are inspired apparently, by music and Holmes, in this case.
Just passing through. Hope you don't mind . . .
Hello Goatman,
ReplyDeleteThank you for stopping by ... visit anytime.
The original was done by "Seals & Crofts."
This Type-O-Negative version seems ... warm ... intense & darkly ... I like it more.
Yes, music/lyrics have always been a source for writing, and seasons, weather, watching & listening to people. (many things)