Robert Horton Poet Rhyme

Skedaddle

Skedaddle 

Sneakily 
incognito 
Tip-toe 
to her chamber door, 
Whereupon 
it was ajar,
Never ajar 
was it before. 

Cloak and dagger 
I did intrude 
Across her 
chamber floor,
Thereupon 
she was asleep,
Never asleep 
was she before. 

Bold as brass 
I did inquire 
If I could see 
of her more, 
Albeit 
I was a murderer 
Never a murderer 
was I before. 

Fearfully startled 
witless rose 
To find me 
at the door, 
Thereupon 
I turned the key
Never a key 
I had before.

Laid to rest 
upon her breast 
A dagger 
she could not ignore, 
There I plunged 
it deep, 
Never so deep 
was it plunged before. 

Bereft of breath 
she laid there,
The wife, 
the mother, 
the whore, 
Whereupon 
I did skedaddle, 
Never skedaddled 
had I done before. 

Sneakily 
incognito 
I fled 
to a foreign shore 
Thereupon 
to live a life 
Never a life 
I had before. 

Soldiers many 
with manacles 
Came a knocking 
on my door, 
To the gallows 
where I hanged,
Never hanged 
was I before. 

In the fires 
of damnation
Where my wife 
there I saw 
Whereupon 
I loved her,
Never loved her 
had I before. 

© RJVHorton2014

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