OH MORIBUND AND GROSS DELIGHT

A fictional write inspired by EAP.

OH MORIBUND AND GROSS DELIGHT

A THING called FEAR dropped in last night

And wound about my heart so tight.

HE held me captive lying there,

Without a hope of answered prayer!

A THING called GRIEF crept in tonight

And bid my soul..."Give up your fight!"

HE stalked those retched creaking stairs,

And seethed the words to hiss..."BEWARE!"

A SOMBER THING spit forth my plight

Into the air with which to smite

HIS helpless captive whimp'ring there

And held me fast in mute despair!

Oh moribund and gross delight

Of darkness with your hand of fright.

Creep up my spine...I do not care.

For death shall be my answered prayer!

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Reviews

[Richard Knox]

Oh, Miss Sharon,
This is very good. It’s the adult version of monsters in the closet! Your poem reminds me in its creepiness of this one that has stuck with me from the movie, “Identity.” (I assume it’s original with the screenwriter, but I don’t know.):
“As I was going up the stair
I met a man who wasn’t there.
He wasn’t there again today.
I wish, I wish he’d go away.”

[Miss Sharon]

Awesome! What is the name of the poem/movie you spoke about? ~Sharon

[Richard Knox]

The movie is "Identity," a thriller from about 2003 directed by James Mangold, written by Michael Cooney, and starring John Cusack (one of my favorite actors). One of the characters recites that poem. I don't think they ever refer to the poem by name in the movie.

[Temperance]

Oh mercy, Ms. Sharon! What a scary delightful poem. Loved the rhymes and flowed so nicely. Fright in the night is so much worse that during the day. I remember times when I was so frightened in bed at night and under the covers I went sweating from fear yet, hoping not to shake of that fear so the covers wouldn't move. Always turned out to be nothing but my own imagination. Such a great write, Ms. Sharon! Temp

[Miss Sharon]

What a wonderful review my friend. Thank you so much! ~Sharon

[Sami Khalil]

Wowzy! This was powerful and effective. It scared me somehow for I thought the writer wants to commit suicide. It is hard to free ourselves when we are captive but doable.

[Miss Sharon]

Perhaps you are right! Thanks for the review. ~Sharon

[Sami Khalil]

Perhaps has many connotations. You are welcome in lively manner.

[M. J. Smith]

Sweet Virgin Mother! Has somebody been reading Poe? 'Cause if not, well, I need to say a rosary for someone's sanity! :)
Wild stuff.

[Miss Sharon]

LOL Thanks for the nice review...but please don't call the white coats yet. ~Sharon

[mattavelli]

Hello, Sharon! :)
This was a creepy fun read with great flow and feeling. Maybe sleep with a light on. haha
Thanks for sharing.

[Miss Sharon]

LOL! Thanks so much my friend for your wonderful review. Brought a smile to my heart! ~Sharon

[Ken Simm.]

This is incredible with no exaggeration Sharon. A remarkable piece of wisdom couched in incredible language. And so apropos.This is the work of a writer at the top of her game.

[Miss Sharon]

Wowser Ken! You just made my day...and week...and month...and year! Thanks ever so much my friend. You are appreciated! ~Sharon

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Sharon, this poem is so applicable to the times we are living. There are many living in fear and with grief. Your lines made me think particularly of the people of Ukraine who find themselves in a hell of a tyrant's making.

Chris

[Miss Sharon]

Thanks so much Chris for your nice review of this write. I appreciate you! ~Sharon

[Einstein Noodle]

oh my goodness! Ms. Sharon!!! what a moribund delight to read .. sheesh! it at once engrossed me, thrilled and terrified me ... beautiful flowing rhythm and to die for rhymes .. really great job says i! oh the crippling and paralyzing fears, grief and despair we can be consumed by .. totally makes me think of childhood nightmares .. trembling upon waking and crawling in with Ma and Da for the rest of the night ;) mighty fine work ma'am
E.

[Miss Sharon]

Ah my dear friend...you are much too kind...and I love it! Thanks so much E. ~Sharon

[Betty Hermelee]

Fear and grief, emotions that can put us in despair, capture us and leave us in a cage of hopelessness. A helpless captive, moribund is a good word choice for this piece, a bit haunting and creepy. I love the last two lines. When you are backed to the wall, so to speak, all you want is to do is to disappear, to die after prayers are answered.
Nice Work Sharon.
Best, B

[Miss Sharon]

Thank you so much my sweetie for your wonderful review of this write! I appreciate you. ~Sharon

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome S.
Best, B

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

You educated me on the word "Moribund," thank you for that. This poem was written with a pen pressed hard on the paper, it seems. Very well penned. I don't know EAP is. I googled it, but I still don't know. I've heard it before, perhaps from a poem I've read of yours. But like I said, I've enjoyed this well written write. Tyfs

[Miss Sharon]

EAP stands for an author by the name of Edgar Alan Poe. He is famous for his horror writings and things about the morbid side of life. Thanks so much for your complimentary remarks! ~Sharon

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Ah, okay. I know who that is. I should have thought of that. Thanks.