Prompt: “Today, I’d like to challenge you to write your own dramatic monologue. It doesn’t have to be quite as serious as Browning or Shakespeare, of course, but try to create a sort of specific voice or character that can act as the “speaker” of your poem, and that could be acted by someone reciting the poem.”
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too much stuff
makes me frown
turns my world
upsidedown
gotta store it
don’t dare drop it
do I love it?
can I lose it?
am I master or slave
of the stuff that I crave
can I be brave enough to
send my stuff to its grave
love it or
leave it
keep it or
pitch it
I have a choice
to use my voice
when the chains come off
I will rejoice
~RuthScribbles~
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Thank you so much.
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Well done Ruth. The entanglements of too much stuff can be great. Throw off your chains!
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Oh they are thrown off!! Or were, then we moved into the family home. So much has left. More needs to go. But at least now we look in closets and can see and find things. There are even empty shelves! 😉
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It is a great feeling when you throw out stuff and loosen the chains..
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It sure is!!!
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