Debbie Guzzi Poet Quatrain

Unholy Treasure

In cages, vaults, and treasure chests,
behind an oaken door well barred
lay pearls and diamonds, amethysts,
and once live things, which he had scared.

Oh yes, he loved them all to death
in cages, vaults and treasure chests
even those who had lost their breath
were mauled, caressed and had no rest.

Each doll-like corpse now sat as guest 
within the horror chamber's store
in cages, vaults and treasure chests
upon silk cushion on the floor.

One day he'd die and lie entombed  
draped with jewels without protest
in this vault where specters loomed
in cages, vaults and treasure chests.

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Juliet Ligon October 30, 2013 at 5:08 PM What do jewels matter when we're gone? Eerie and thought-provoking. I added some of your poems to my favs. I don't know if you know when people do that. (I'm new here.)

Debbie Duncan August 15, 2013 at 1:42 AM I love this so gothic poem of yours, Deb. I think I shall put it to my fav's ;}

Lucilla Carrillo July 30, 2013 at 12:19 PM Hi Debbie; This is sure a nice poem of unholy treasure. I enjoyed very much. Thanks for sharing...... Lucilla

Joseph May July 29, 2013 at 9:22 PM ....nicely penned....thanks for stopping by...best wishes