a/n:
Hi, I have had a few people contact me re adding to a chapter of short moor and HOUND themed poems, but still looking for moor/more if any one would like to contribute :)
Holmes and companions do not belong to me.
A 100B drabble
POV- the moor itself
The moor it stays the same
The moor just waits,
And contemplates,
Through years of mist and rain,
As deeds take place
Which leave no trace,
While tor and heath remain.
The human cost
As lives are lost,
Through greed and lust and fear.
The haunting sounds,
Of men and hounds,
Ring out then disappear.
And those who claim
An ancient name
Meet those who watch and wait.
And one may write
So others might
Learn something of their fate.
The mire won't tell
What end befell
Those souls who haunt the moor.
And foot prints made
In time will fade,
Till all is as before.
the end