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Arthur Hall
Arthur Hall was born in Aston, Birmingham, UK, in 1944. His interest in writing began during his schooldays and served as a growing ambition to become an author.
Years later, his first novel 'Sole Contact' was an espionage story about an ultra-secret government department known as 'Sector Three' and has been followed, to date, by five sequels.
Other works include seven ‘rediscovered' cases from the files of Sherlock Holmes, four collections of short stories featuring The Great Detective, two collections of bizarre tales and two novels about an adventurer called ‘Bernard Kramer', as well as several contributions to the ongoing anthology, ‘The MX Book of New Sherlock Holmes Stories'.
His only ambition, apart from being published more widely, is to attend the premier of a film based on one of his novels, ideally at The Odeon, Leicester Square.
He lives in the West Midlands, United Kingdom, where he often walks other people's dogs as he attempts to formulate new plots.
His work can be seen at: arthurhallsbooksite.blogspot.com, and the author can be contacted at: [email protected]
I sat so merry in my abode
Loving hands around me
I dreamt of such glorious days
One day i would see
I remember the day I left
My room
I closed the door behind me
One quick look again
Then walked away
The room which would always remind me
The glorious days I had dreamt
I did merrily spent
How little did I then know
Life turns on a dime
My room is now not as it was
When I closed the door
Behind me
My room now is a prison
But not how one would invision
It is one of sorrow and grief
Sadness burns into the bare walls
I catch my breath
And weep
Why did thou'st doth betray?
The room which once embraced me
I ask with riddled heart
Jagged and torn
Which wicked riddles have I thus sought?
I sit still
I am now my room
No dreams as once before
I age before my open door
In my room long ago
I sat merrily in my loving abode
Loving hands did hold me
All gone
My room and myself
Now one
Two thrust to be together
Forever
Alone