With blood-shot green eyes of envy
He down the unlit passage strode
Leaving his wife and her lover
Alone in his wedding bed abode
He had entered but a moment ago
To see the sight – his blood to make cold
And in a fit of jealousy
Bludgeoned away their breath
As his anger and pain did explode
For today’s Poetics, I would like you to write a Gothic poem and explore the question: “Which according to you are the deepest, darkest and most concealed of human emotions?”
Jealousy
Padre's Ramblings 
Well done, Sir!
🙂
David
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Yo, Padre Padre — they deserved it… and more! Perhaps their heads on stakes, kissing — and blood running down the stakes. The crows would come, and eat their eyes, turkey buzzards come, then eat their brains through the empty eye sockets… what?! ….Too much? Oh well — sorry. This piece really pulled me in. I mean, on their wedding night — come on…!! Well written! 😉
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My goodness this is potent! You describe the emotions of anger, jealousy and resentment so beautifully here. I say .. off and away with their heads! 🙂 Thank you so much for writing to the prompt 💝
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This is gruesome and fantastic for the prompt! I agree with the other comments.
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“Down the hall he strode”, clothed in certainty and righteousness, terrible vengance wreaked! Powerful tale!
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