Born to RageI woke with blood in my mouth
and no memory
of the scab that sealed the rasure.
I’m cat-spitting
dog-growling
peregrine-divebombing
rooster-flogging
badger-flipping
hornet-stinging
wolverine-ripping mad.
I fired the sun for showing up late
cursed the fridge light until
yogurt soured in terror.
God called
I let it ring twice.
The therapist said breathe
so I swallowed my tongue
now I speak
in the language of things with canines.
coyote-howl syntax
vulture-vowel decay
the guttural grammar
of...
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Categories:
anger, animal, childhood, grief,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
The Poems That Never Get ReadThe poems that never get read.
Sitting in some pile of papers on the desk.
They just didn't have it to go anywhere.
Though they hold the stories of lovers and haters.
Big men and little men.
Winners and losers.
Beauty and the beast!
The World, what a place!
The tales of great drama called the human condition.
From the past and the future...
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Categories:
life,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Wombstorm: A Herstory of HysteriaI. THE WANDERING
I was born with a life that bled—
a seafloor womb
dragging tides of fern
and marigold char
The priests brought saffron
and fear
crowning me with diagnosis
They said: She is too empty
They said: Fill her with figs
with seed
with stillness
They said: Her belly speaks too loud
Mute her
O Plato
old patriarch of phantoms
my body was no beast—
just prophecy you never learned...
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Categories:
body, history, mental illness,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Heartbroken By Young Love --POTDI feel your unrehearsed pauses--
the rustle of a blue shirt in leaving
a tangy ache your firm lips make,
holding back cold, collected words.
This rendezvous ... a slow-fire quiver
an ending which has it's own interment;
and outside, night wrestles with time
brittle dew against my eyes, dry mouth
licking an estranged bite that reminds me
of your frivolity ....
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Categories:
heartbroken, youth,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
We shall be speaking Physics by the end of todayThis is a problem growing in direct proportion
To the papers that we face very soon
In everyone’s speech a pronounced distortion
And half the class sleepwalking at noon
I’m here chiefly to bring to your attention
You may soon not understand us
Because I for one, others by extension
Shall be speaking nothing but Physics because
James is moving about too excited
Gerald...
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Categories:
mental health, school, science,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
TrustHow can True trust Faith when lies begin to escape,
You are the reason why I hide my face with a Smile or a Cape,
Because I can't forget what you Took and what you keep Taking,
My Heart keeps on breaking daily, that is why I am Inhaling,
These Drugs I Breath,
I just can't Believe,
Life is full of...
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Categories:
abuse, addiction, butterfly, child
Form: Dramatic Monologue
To Ponder or Not to PonderTo ponder or not to ponder - that is the question.
Is it a waste of my precious seconds, minutes, hours
To dwell on the questions that plague my mind?
I spend my waking and waning hours mulling and considering,
Crashing waves of question marks and possibilities
Dance around in my mind's eye, quelling the beast of sleep.
A skeptical girl's...
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Categories:
11th grade, conflict, devotion,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
No life, No deathOh death
The fear of countless souls
I adore your kiss
I need you close
When will we meet?
When shall you come?
It's too long a wait
Please come tonight
I don't know you
I know life is a tsunami
Perhaps you can rescue me
Where shall we meet?
Oh life
The lover of the lifeless
I've honored your presence
I gave you my all
Why...
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Categories:
confusion, grief, hyperbole, imagery,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Behind A Late SkyI've cut through life with grand experience. Now I'm old and standing on the
precipice where a man finds what really matters. The dance of life gradually slows down, with nothing but a pocketful of memories. Facing that last hurrah
and the joys and sorrows that make life all the more lived. ...
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Categories:
life,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
My sheep hear My voice and they follow Me John 10:27Train up a child in the way that (she) should go and when (she) is old she shall
not depart from it. Proverbs 22:6 This Bible verse uses the first person singular
masculine pronoun of he and not she; however, since this is my own personal
journal entry, I choose to use the first person singular...
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Categories:
10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Have we lost our first love for Jesus ChristO Gracious and Holy Almighty God and Everlasting Father,
Have your redeemed children lost our first love for Thee?
Is your only begotten Son, Jesus Christ, no longer taking
His center stage and rightful place in our all too hectic lives?
Don't we know when it was the last time that watery tear drops
Freely flowed from our eyes, when...
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Categories:
10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Is the time of our departure from earth near part twoO how it is so very clear that our departure in rapture's flight of 777
Is alas also so very near and it could be departing any moment of
Every single solitary day. That is why Jesus tells us "fear not and
Don't be afraid." When I am coming for my children in the middle
Of that...
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Categories:
10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Forever and AlwaysWhen I open my eyes, I want to see you next to me,
Forever and always.
Your arms are where I belong, in the darkest of nights and in morning's dew.
So, night and day, we are friends and lovers, forever and always.
"I love you" is a mistake I'll make; my heart belongs to you forever and always.
I...
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Categories:
best friend, boyfriend, for
Form: Dramatic Monologue
REBIRTHI know how many times I betrayed me.
How many times I chose them over me.
How much of my worth I gave to people who never deserved a second of my time.
I gave my all to the undeserving.
To the selfish.
To the weak.
To those who couldn’t even respect themselves, let alone me.
I poured everything into nothing.
But that...
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Categories:
birthday, change, emotions, relationship,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Therapy Sessions**Therapy Session**
Some people insist that a demon exists within all of us.
A rapist is nothing more than a thief,
And it's clear that some public defenders
Don’t have more intelligence than their clients.
Remember, you are not obligated to serve as a juror in every case.
With that understanding, creating a mental trend becomes straightforward.
It's astonishing...
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Categories:
absence, abuse, age, butterfly,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Specific Types of Dramatic Monologue Poems
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animals, christmas, death, friendship, food, funny, kids, life, love, music, nature, rhyme, school, sports
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Definition | What is Dramatic Monologue in Poetry?