Barbara Campbell Poet Rhyme

Tragedy In Black

Obsessions jumped into his mind
The haunting unwanted kind
Unable to write off
He's a man of cloth.
Sexual images invade
No relief when he prayed
A parishioner's wife
Was dealing with strife
He could barely hear her pain
His compulsive impulses to restrain.
Jealous of what her husband had
His black thoughts evolved into bad
Suicide was unacceptable by conviction 
He imposed emotional self-infliction
Lost in dark depression and anxiety 
He left and could never return to piety.

Barbara Campbell    08/28/15

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Skat A September 9, 2015 at 9:29 AM Barbara, :-) Congratulations with your wonderful win! *SKAT* Barbara Campbell September 9, 2015 at 10:04 AM Skat, TX BC

Dr. Upma A. Sharma September 9, 2015 at 1:47 AM Very wonderful write Barbara n a superb win! Big congrats! Barbara Campbell September 9, 2015 at 7:34 AM Upma, Thank you so much. Barbara

Miss Sassy September 9, 2015 at 12:18 AM I like it Barbara. Captured my attention immediately......Sassy Barbara Campbell September 9, 2015 at 7:38 AM Sassy,thank you for reading my poem and for the positive compliments. Barbara

Eric Boddie September 2, 2015 at 6:31 PM this tale is so tragic....but your words are like magic....Beautifying that one thing we never thought....was able to be Beautiful, but now it is all that is sought.....;) Barbara Campbell September 3, 2015 at 12:07 AM Eric, I appreciate your positive comments every time in your rhyme. Barbara

James Inman August 29, 2015 at 3:00 PM Deep and dark, just what the contest is about. In real life I could see this getting much darker. It's interesting that his convictions kept him from suicide but allowed his other indiscretion. What is the bigger sin? Very well written, the first 5 lines very much the way a man thinks, desire and guilt, often at the same time. Great write, Barbara Barbara Campbell August 29, 2015 at 3:08 PM James, What thoughtful, thought-out comments. My appreciation, Barbara