This is my first poem in movie format. Tell me what you think!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S8LeFEDN604&list=PL4jcB8NSTVvlTNISxeFHN0_ER9TWpAn5L&feature=mh_lolz
Showing posts with label monologue. Show all posts
Showing posts with label monologue. Show all posts
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Thursday, March 1, 2012
Katherine
(So you know how musicians and other people get a part of a song stuck in their head, or one line, or something, and it won't go away until they write it out? Well it's like that for me, except with characters. I had this character stuck in my head and her story had to be written out. Below are two poem/monologue type things about her. Her name is Katherine.)
In a school somewhere:
Oh, I see. That's how it is then? A ring, a ring. Ashes. Did you see me falling down? Like a badly built bridge? So....you don't feel the same way? At all? No, no, it's all fine. I simply thought...no, maybe I hoped...but it doesn't matter now. Or does it? See, before, I thought I had a chance. No matter how small. I guess...now? Now I don't. I simply don't understand, that's all. I have so much love for you! How...how is it that you have none? Oh, of course, you have plenty. Just not for me. It's okay though, really. Really. You see, I love you so much that I have enough love for both of us. So it doesn't matter if you hate me. Ashes; and then we all fall down, into the dust. So it's okay. Really. Because...because I love you too much for it not to be.
In a dark, cold building:
Me? Oh, I`ve always been here. Always. At least, I think I have. I have such a bad time remembering things. But I`ve never needed to. No...that`s a lie. They always wanted me to remember, back then. But I couldn`t. Wouldn`t. I`m like a wild bird, you see; you can`t tame me, even when you try. It only...crushes me...but now I`m fine. Oh yes, I like it here. I like it a lot. I have to, don`t I? My only home. You could say it`s my world. If I hated my world, then life would be nearly unbearable, right? Friends? No, none...no, that`s a lie too. I have many friends. But they don`t like you....no, you can`t meet them. Of course they`re real! I`m friends with them, aren`t I? In my head? Haha. What isn`t in our heads? Take...love. You can`t see it. Touch it. Wrap it up in a box and give to me. But you seem to think it`s real. Well I don`t. It`s all in your head, you see. This...love. Lies, lies, all lovly lies. No, I don`t. In fact, I could even say I hated you...but that`s all in my head too, isn`t it? You might say that my entire world is in my head. And that`s what makes it real.
In a school somewhere:
Oh, I see. That's how it is then? A ring, a ring. Ashes. Did you see me falling down? Like a badly built bridge? So....you don't feel the same way? At all? No, no, it's all fine. I simply thought...no, maybe I hoped...but it doesn't matter now. Or does it? See, before, I thought I had a chance. No matter how small. I guess...now? Now I don't. I simply don't understand, that's all. I have so much love for you! How...how is it that you have none? Oh, of course, you have plenty. Just not for me. It's okay though, really. Really. You see, I love you so much that I have enough love for both of us. So it doesn't matter if you hate me. Ashes; and then we all fall down, into the dust. So it's okay. Really. Because...because I love you too much for it not to be.
In a dark, cold building:
Me? Oh, I`ve always been here. Always. At least, I think I have. I have such a bad time remembering things. But I`ve never needed to. No...that`s a lie. They always wanted me to remember, back then. But I couldn`t. Wouldn`t. I`m like a wild bird, you see; you can`t tame me, even when you try. It only...crushes me...but now I`m fine. Oh yes, I like it here. I like it a lot. I have to, don`t I? My only home. You could say it`s my world. If I hated my world, then life would be nearly unbearable, right? Friends? No, none...no, that`s a lie too. I have many friends. But they don`t like you....no, you can`t meet them. Of course they`re real! I`m friends with them, aren`t I? In my head? Haha. What isn`t in our heads? Take...love. You can`t see it. Touch it. Wrap it up in a box and give to me. But you seem to think it`s real. Well I don`t. It`s all in your head, you see. This...love. Lies, lies, all lovly lies. No, I don`t. In fact, I could even say I hated you...but that`s all in my head too, isn`t it? You might say that my entire world is in my head. And that`s what makes it real.
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