Wednesday, 19 February 2014

Apartment to Let

©Shers Gallagher 2016

Who lives in places of squalor once made popular by Bohemians and beat poets?
Now I only think of druggies and prostitutes, as well as Sherlock Holmes.
The character of Holmes liked living in the midst of his personal hobby,
solving crimes like chess games:
no passion just strategy and reason.
Criminals are the black knaves and sometimes bishops, I think.
The royals end the game.
The victims, too many victims,
are always dispensable game pieces.
I thought of this, not of Sherlock and dark horses,
but of pawns
as I flew over the sprawling yet uniformed houses
that line up in rows and cul-de-sac formations.
There are too many to count and too many to care
to be individual anymore.
Yet sometimes there is hope,
just a little hope among the railings and rafters.


  1. So THAT'S where Sherlock lived. And he, focused on one thing, his violin? NOPE! the solution of things...
    And this perspective from above--like!
    NICE, short piece on urban dwelling, Shers.

  2. What a fabulously fitting piece of writing to accompany the prompt pic! I enjoyed this immensely!

  3. Thanks a mil, Helena. You're so sweet.

  4. 'just a little hope among the railings and rafters' ..I like it. Enjoyed your piece.