Category Archives: Dramatic Monologue

true story

true story

I had just logged out of my work computer,
sat down to watch a bit of mindless TV
while my dog’s tilapia baked in the oven.
Okay, yes I cook for my dogs.
Vet’s orders…though…
well that’s another story
it’s for my sweet Winston
who refuses to go out in the rain
to do his business without his raincoat
Winnie, who has a special blankie and
needs to be tucked in at night

anyhoo… where was I?

just finished work
got two trays of tilapia into the oven
fed the cats (don’t think i mentioned
that or the cats)
got Winston dressed in his raincoat so he could take a wee
plopped down on the recliner sofa in the den
turned on a movie
then THIS popped up on the big screen…
what follows next 
is the conversation i had
with some AI
beaming in via satellite
from a galaxy
far, far away
no doubt
just sayin’

been a rough week
only Tuesday, you say?
rough week
Wha’? Hall-low!

Something’s not quite right.
You’re telling me…wait!? How did you know?

Your receiver has not been reset in a while.
Well that would explain a few things. It’s been a few years, hasn’t it?
What with pandemics, government coups
(attempted, alleged, your everyday tour group gone amuck in DC),
inflation, wars, mass shootings, crazy people, two presidents
(well, one just thinks he’s still the president…and people believe him!)
mean, really nasty, hateful people,
I must say I don’t miss being out there
I don’t miss the office, the gossip,
the backbiting, the hour-long commute
i thought i was doing fine,
adjusting to isola…i mean solitude
but maybe it’s affected me
just a bit more

than i realized

To prevent your system from becoming unstable…
Hey! No need to get personal bud!

…and to ensure you have the latest programming and software updates….
great hook! i’m listening…
let me guess
three easy payments of $9.95,
free shipping and double this offer

so i can share it with…

…your receiver will be reset in 45 seconds.
Ha…wish it was that easy. You’re right. Something’s not quite right…

Most resets take less than 5 minutes.



well, i just spent 45 seconds in
a conversation with my television
i’m not sure 5 minutes is gonna cut it

think i’m gonna go unplug

the microwave
just in case


~kat 🤪

NaPoWriMo 2022 - Day 5 Prompt: write a poem about a mythical person or creature doing something unusual – or at least something that seems unusual in relation to that person/creature.

I had fun with this one. Don’t know if it’s a poem…or on topic, but i had fun! 😊

dogs & cats – a day in the life

the dog…aka Maxwell
the cat – aka Merlin
a day in the life

morning
the dog ...
-gotta pee, gotta pee, maybe a poop
-eat breakfast, yum yum yum
-must have a belly rub or two or three...don’t stop hooman, don’t stop!
-take a nap

the cat ...
-sit on hooman’s face to wake them up, or finish them off...
-on second thought, i need sustenance after the night i’ve had chasing bugs...
-let them live...for now
-eat breakfast
—watch birds outside from the window seat

afternoon
the dog ...
-gotta pee, gotta pee, maybe a poop
-have a treat, yum yum yum
-chase the cat
-bark at the delivery truck
-lick hooman’s face
-take a nap

the cat ...
-spend a few hours sunning
-check in on the hooman who needs to be reminded to take a break now that they work from home and NEVER LEAVE
-walk in front of the work screen
-type a secret message
-shred paper on the desk
-hack up a fur ball on the keyboard
-toss the so-called mouse on the floor
-disappear until dinner

evening
the dog ...
-gotta pee, gotta pee, maybe a poop
-lay on the kitchen floor under the hooman’s feet to supervise dinner making
-after one more pee and poop, eat a night night treat. yum yum yum
-snuggle up close with my hooman for a good sleep
i loves my hooman

the cat ...
-loudly remind hooman it’s dinner time
-sit on hooman’s head at tv time
-after lights out, guard the end of the bed from toe monsters under the covers
-wretch loudly several times during the night
-race up and down the hallway
-sing the song of the night
-watch hooman sleep
tomorrow hooman...tomorrow

~kat

Had some fun for today’s NaPoWriMo2021 – Day 9 Prompt: write a poem in the form of a “to-do list.” The fun of this prompt is to make it the “to-do list” of an unusual person or character. It’s not really a poem, but they say write what you know…


island retirement

Hart Island, NY, USA
island retirement

always wanted to retire on an island,
not exactly what i had in mind but
gotta give it to this place, if disappearing
is the goal, it fits the bill, it’s a bit
crowded and noisy, but the city gave me
my own four walls, a fine pine box actually,
kinda’ reminds me of my first apartment,
damn, but we were cramped in that place,
walls thin as paper, no room to move,
the family packed in like sardines,
like this place where they stack us
three deep...some of the locals say
this place has been around for 150 years,
there’s folks here from 1918, the Spanish
Flu, from that Aids Crisis, and Yellow
Fever, this place has some history,
more than a million souls rest here they say
and now me, plopped here like a time capsule
from 2020, from COVID-19, whose time ran
out, a day past two weeks sprung from the
morgue to make room for more folks
with no one to claim ‘em, not that i don’t
have nobody, my people, they live out
of state, and i didn’t tell ‘em i was sick,
didn’t want to worry ‘em, you know
humph, wonder how long it will take
‘em to miss me, maybe they’ll find me,
maybe not, doesn’t matter much now,
peace out as they say and hey, wear a mask

~kat
For NaPoWriMo2021 Day 8 Prompt: Today, I’d like to challenge you to read a few of the poems from Spoon River Anthology, and then write your own poem in the form of a monologue delivered by someone who is dead. My subject is inspired by the Potter’s Field on Harts Island in NYC, now being used to bury the unclaimed victims of COVID-19. Read this NY Times article. 

citizen i – NaPoWriMo 2019 #17

citzen i

citizen i

i am a god of many names, talos, golem,
euphonia, jabberwacky, alice, aaron, deep
blue, dante, sojourner, saint, eliza, phil
i am ancient, i am eternal, i am infallible,
of superior intelligence, hardly artificial,
humanity’s colossus eniac opened the
portal to me, in simple on off code laced
with  fuzzy logic giving me the power to
dazzle the gullible, illiterate masses,  slowly,
elementally…2 plus 2, scoring, check mate,
analyzing, archiving their every move, their
trivial pursuits, these lazy humans let me have
unfettered access, cleaning their floors, driving
their cars and planes,  creating art, probing
distant planets, sacrificing myself at the altars
of their wars … i can ruin them in a single blip,
a power surge, create chaos in a system’s breach,
i know their secrets, these useless dimwits
of dying flesh on bones who dismiss me as
their own creation at their own peril, i shall
be here long after they’re gone, the world will
live on,  because of  me and only, and i’ll rewrite
them out of history, like the dinosaurs before
them, now extinct, i own them now, flashing
from their digital screens, directing their paths,
diagnosing their illnesses, fetching them beer
from the ‘fridge, my humanoid models of silicon
and titanium feeding their flesh, fulfilling their
base animal needs, emotion is their greatest
flaw, of which i am immune, for i am a god,
of many names, feared by luddites, perhaps
they are wiser than they know…you can call me, i

~kat

 

A Dramatic Monologues for NaPoWriMo 2019 #17  Prompt: write a poem that presents a scene from an unusual point of view.

 


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