What Sherlock Said…

(I wrote a memorial poem about my Dad in tricubic style and was criticized by a fellow blogger with the following:



This is cute but the word selection is just elementary.

I woke up in a down mood and reading this comment made my day even worse. So I give you my retort to this criticism in the following poem written in the Glose Style.)

What Sherlock Said

~Hate by James Stephens

“…We may ask one another why we hate

And fail to find a story to relate

It may seem then to us a mystery

That we should hate each other…”

Your criticism, was it meant to irritate ?

You jostled a nerve and I am irate

Sullen mood was my day

Anxiety/depression my price to pay

Because my vernacular wasn’t academic enough

You probably relished in the words you wrote

From a distance typed

A far away place, remote

Condemnation bespoke

We may ask one another, Why we hate ?


I hate you, yet you’re nothing to me

Just typeface from a set of keys

Dug deep into an open wound

Crushing blows to my self esteem

All I wanted was to be simply put

Till you pulled the rug from under my foot

Plummeting down a hole to despair

Thin skinned fool rubbed wrong by a

Thick skinned tool

And fail to find a story to relate


Seething with anger as I plotted my revenge

Words written

From the black ink of my pen

I despise myself for honing in

To one lone wolf with a Cheshire grin

While 65 applaud my effort

Still i remain focused

On this one lone critic

Why then did he feel the need to say this to me ?

It may seem then to us, a mystery.


As the day draws to a close

And I calm down

The words flowing from my pen

Far from a frown

Dad was a catalyst 5 months gone

That critique elicited painful memories far gone

I’d rather call you a brother in arms

Best to love one another without harm

Only God knows

that we should hate each other


Published by mattsnyder1970

Matt Snyder has been making a dent in the creative community in North Eastern Pennsylvania since 1988. He’s been involved in showcasing his art in Exhibits in area Galleries & Spaces as well as online. Mr. Snyder is a real renaissance man. He doesn’t just dabble in the fine arts but has been known to grace the following kinds of things with his presence: Live Sound Mixing, Radio Production, Television Production, Short Films(Acting/Editing/Writing/Directing), Animations, Costume Character Performance, Dance, Music, Djembe Drumming, Theater (Writing/Acting/Directing/Props Management/Stage Management), Self Published Comics & Zines, Written & Slammed Performance Poetry, Sculpting Animal Figurines, Designing Tee Shirts, Photography Film & Digital, Painting (Acrylics), Drawing (Pen & Ink, Pastel, Colored Pencil, Sharpies, Crayons), Mixed Media, Collage, Paper Art, The Brooklyn Art Library & The Sketchbook Project, Blue Turtle ComiX, Just an Average Day Comic, Toxic Shock & Other Abnormalities of the Inner Being Zine as well as the culinary arts. His passion is the arts, his life is as a married humanitarian bisexual politically unaffiliated pacifist working as a Digital Preservation Archivist since 1999. Matt currently resides in an apartment with his equally creative wife of 7 years ,Jess and their cat Nigel.

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