Patrizia Cohen Poet Dramatic Monologue

I Picked Up a Marble

I was walking a dark path
Among black trees
Time always running
Careless and mysterious

I was running, towards nowhere,
Without meaning, without will
I flew and fell again and again
Over a dark and invisible ravine   

Then, I picked up a marble
A translucent colored glass
I gazed unwittingly through it
Unable to close my eye

A sensation, new and unknown
A different world
Went straight through the marble
Was it just confusion?

But suddenly black became white
Impossible became possible
A pale smile appeared. 
A flame of hope was born.

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Poet Destroyer A March 30, 2013 at 4:31 PM Patrizia, this endures a good flowing verse, enjoyed your poem. Many Blessings with your Featured Poem of the week. By the way no matter my blue color or tune I am always here, spreading the colorful cheer.....Happy Easter!" xox~ LINDA

Vince Suzadail Jr. March 25, 2013 at 4:05 PM Congrats Patrizia on your dramatic monologue being featured.

Gail Debole March 19, 2012 at 4:50 PM Interesting way to depict a transition from aimlessness to hope. Like your upbeat ending. Favorite lines "black became white" "Impossible became possible"