the monastery loomed dark and deserted
watching o’er the fertile fields
haunted by darting shadows
watched from afar orbs
of light were spotted
as I inhabited this vast
forsaken monstrosity
those who passed felt
my sharp gaze
as I plotted and planned
jealousy churning deep
within my desperate breast
ready to erupt like
a thousand slimy fetid fish
and spill over those more
fortunate, those with more
those with better and those
who seriously seemed content
their smiles and laughter shafted
my insecure loins, digging into
dank dark recesses where envy bred
feeling my poisonous darts
no defence prepared
they’d give me benefit of the doubt
but my needs never slacked
incited by fury and greed
although I was rank
their happiness stank
and I’d stay imprisoned
within this murky monstrosity
d’Verse, concealed emotion Gothic style, Sanaa – my photo of a moonlit empty monastery
a sad tale of a relative whose bitter jealousy has left her isolated, some wade through it but those who lack insight are totally consumed and burn all their bridges … not my usual style so decided to stretch myself!
aroused 
Actually the monastery to me seems to be th better place to be.
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Not your usual style but very well done….can feel the anger and resentment in the words. I’m glad it’s not your normal style but it’s brilliant.
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Kate, the poem has a sense of authenticity. You have gotten inside the head of a bitter, jealous, self-destructive person. You have also captured a gothic vibe! Nicely done! ❤
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Ferventy expressed Kate, beautiful photo. Jealously indeed vanishes your very being and cage your mind.
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That deep seated jealousy can really be consuming of one’s life and others too.
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People can be their own worst enemies. (K)
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Jealousy with a sense of eerie … or should be the other way around? Well done, Kate.
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That jealousy is stronger than mortar and stone… wonder if there is a way to break free… (ever)
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This looked to me like two typefaces, and I heard two voices alternating in the lines. I don’t know if that’s what you intended, but it made that inner anger seeth!
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Kate, this so different from what you write! But very well done, you excelled!
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An unusually dark piece, destructive jealousy. You are so prolific, writing a poignant entry every day!
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This is so poignant! Jealousy is without a doubt all consuming.. it’s a green eyed monster that lurks in corners waiting.. just waiting to take hold of one’s senses. Thank you so much for writing to the prompt 💝💝
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Jealousy is a killer! There is something Gothically horrific about it and you’ve captured that so well.
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Truly not your style, Kate. Too dark but this is what happens when people are jealous and hate others not knowing why they do that. A brilliant and deep poem.
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A different flavour! Lucky are those who manage to stay away from jealousy, hatred, anger…
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Sad but brilliant poem, Kate . You express a kind of distress with talent
Jealousy and calumny go hand in hand !
Love ❤
Michel
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Jealousy and calumny go hand in hand !
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Oh, gosh! 😦
But well-written, well-emoted, very sensory…AND it conjured up vivid word-pics!!! 🙂
I know someone like the one in your poem. 😦 I had to set boundaries and protect my heart…but when we have to be in the same room I am cordial to her. I try to be her friend.
(((HUGS)))
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Well stretched!!!
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These words are so sensory! Now I’ll be thinking about rotting fish all day long!
Well done, Kate!
-David
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Excellent Kate. The anger and hatred were tactile as I read this. Strong!
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There’s an old saying Kate.. “jealousy is a curse” .. and your guttural poem certainly grab the voodoo spell by the throat
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Very well projected emotions Kate. A masterpiece
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This is awesome. I read it out loud through gritted teeth… it really does seethe with anger and resentment!!
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Not your usual style – is what I thought, I felt sure you did a brilliant job of diving into some other’s inner journey, a heavy one of turmoil and jealousy, self inflicted prison of suffering indeed – and then I read your note 🙂
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