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Monday Poetry Prompt: Soliloquy

daniel-and-the-mask-1542885-639x852This week let’s write a soliloquy poem, written in the first person, where your character describes her or his innermost thoughts to no one in particular. Post the results in the comments below.


About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is one of the organizers of Living Poetry, a collection of poets and poetry lovers in the Triangle region of North Carolina. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.


3 thoughts on “Monday Poetry Prompt: Soliloquy

  1. I love this piece. And, like Bart, share the sentiment.


    Posted by JeanMarie | November 27, 2017, 1:44 PM
  2. My Black Friday soliloquy

    My brother says, “I suppose it is good for me,
    to get a present occasionally
    to remind me of why I dislike it so much.
    I always hope it won’t be too useless a thing,
    and it always turns out to be far more
    of a burden and a curse than anticipated.”

    Though we share very little, I have to agree;
    this time of year makes me grit my teeth,
    cringing at the sounds of commercial cheer.
    The only thing wrapped in my house
    on Black Friday is my anger on that dark day
    when people rush out to fight through crowds
    vying to spend their life’s blood on the latest fad
    to give to the ungrateful and undeserving,
    later to join all the other worn-out, unused,
    unwanted waste in the landfill, and television
    tells us what to buy, how to feel
    and who to be, the perfect prosperous family
    with piles of gifts under the perfect tree,
    baking cookies for a mythical red-robed glutton.

    Meanwhile, there is still Thanksgiving,
    the antidote to its own grim shadow, thanks
    giving, a day of gratitude for life,
    for real music, true appreciation,
    for the families we make and the love
    we spread, the day we remember
    who we are and whose we are,
    and that we have the power to choose.

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by bilocalalia - talking about living in two places | November 20, 2017, 1:11 PM

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