Inside His Gloomy Garret

Inside his gloomy garret he thought of each old dream.
How miserably he’d failed with each crazy half-baked scheme.
Embittered he had grown from his every circumstance.
How he loathed his wife, whose only longing was romance!
She had loved him (rich or poor) and that had been no help.
She lay dead near him. In his ears echoed her last yelp.
His final thoughts of anyone were quite uncontrite.
Just one bullet left. A single gunshot sliced the night!

Oct. 28, 2020 for Tania Kitchin's 8 Lines Of Spooky Rhyme Poetry Contest
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Kauffman Avatar
November 11, 2020 at 12:54 PM
Spine tingling Andera! Congratulations on your win!
Andresen Avatar
November 6, 2020 at 11:26 AM
- Congratulations on your great win in this spooky contest, Andrea :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
La France Avatar
November 6, 2020 at 10:41 AM
Andrea, congratulations on your win in Tania's 8 lines of Spooky contest, with this chilling poem_ Constance
Kitchin Avatar
November 5, 2020 at 1:49 PM
Andrea, congratulations on your winning placement with your scary and tragic tale!
Laurie Avatar
October 31, 2020 at 3:58 PM
Hello Andrea - this poem is so spooky, particularly because it is true to life and is happening more than we realize. You have certainly written this well Andrea - Lindsay
Proxenos Avatar
October 30, 2020 at 9:10 AM
Murder - Hercule Poirot help us, we have a scary situation here, did he commit suicide because he killed his wife - so well penned - excellent write Andrea. Blessings, Jennifer.
Dietrich Avatar
October 30, 2020 at 11:16 AM
you are half right. But he committed suicide because he hated his life (sometimes these selfish bastards take others down with them)
Horne Avatar
October 29, 2020 at 1:24 PM
oh, yes, very scary - love it
One Avatar
October 29, 2020 at 10:57 AM
Now they are eight scary lines..
Theraven Avatar
October 29, 2020 at 7:26 AM
Andrea, 'Wolfman, oh wolfman, oh wolfman howl Rub-a-dub-dub, it's a murder most foul' -Bob Dylan
Mcintosh Avatar
October 29, 2020 at 4:55 AM
WOW... so terrifyingly real! God bless you with a win, dear friend :)
Krutsinger Avatar
October 29, 2020 at 4:33 AM
Perfect for Halloween and for the contest; not too sudden, subtly sinister!
Pandit Avatar
October 29, 2020 at 4:31 AM
Apt for the theme, Andrea--creepy but sad as well.
Cunningham Avatar
October 29, 2020 at 2:18 AM
A spooky scene Andrea, so often you hear of that in real life. Good luck Tom
Watt Avatar
October 28, 2020 at 11:45 PM
Truly creepy! GL in the C
Ranaweera  Avatar
October 28, 2020 at 7:00 PM
It is an impressively written spooky piece, Andrea!! Everything falls apart when the "single gunshot sliced the night"!!
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