Here we are in September, and I’m still hanging in there with my post a day challenge. I have written a lot of poetry using different styles since I started in January. I’m not saying it has been great poetry. I’ll admit most of it wouldn’t win any contests. Surprisingly, Word Daddy has stuck with me through the ordeal. He still says he wants a raise. This month I plan to write Soliloquies. These are rambling monologues where the poet has conversations with herself. I believe this will be my biggest challenge since I don’t often talk to myself. I want to put a disclaimer right at the front of the adventure. The views expressed are the inner dialog of the poet. They might be total bs, but they are real. The first poem in this series I will call The Evening News.
The Evening News
Why did you do it?
How stupid can you be?
Whatever possessed you
to turn on that TV.
I know you were curious about New Orleans.
You had to see if it had been blown off the map,
But didn’t you realize
your curiosity was a trap?
You wanted to make certain
the places you love were still there,
But all they showed were looters
Rummaging without a care.
It looked like scavenging to you,
people searching for stuff to survive
because that’s what poor people do.
You should have switched it off than
before the freak show had a chance to start.
Don’t you know you can’t ever win?
Sometimes I don’t think you are very smart.
For the next hour, all you viewed was a tragedy
now it’s time to go to bed.
Honestly, there is no remedy
for the nightmares running around in your head.
You need to apologize to Fernando,
your conspiracy theory friend.
He’d been right all along, don’t you know?
Maybe you should consider burring food in the backyard,
or move to the country and try to hide.
Modern life is so very hard,
when you view the evening news.
Who is Molly Shea?
Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh. To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.
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Me realizing I’d been writing soliloquies all along…
I love this, thank you. It gets so hard keeping hope alive in these trying times. There was a looting movement that almost tore my country apart.
i was in a bad head space last week. Things are starting to look brighter.