I resist the urge to touch my tongue
to the toxic crystals, leaden grey,
stir the poison in, although not so long
for it to eat the spoon away.
Not a year have I been his wedded wife
and already his voice has a steely edge
like the sharpened blade of the butcher’s knife
in the mattress of our marital bed.
I am not a woman who thirsts for blood,
likes to torture men for sadistic fun;
if it gets too much, and emotions flood,
in my handbag I’ve concealed a gun.
But guns are noisy and make me quiver,
I prefer a slower and quieter death;
I can watch as toxins cause him to shiver,
crap and vomit until his last breath.
In the meantime, I have my eye on another
younger and less experienced man,
with appetites and no father or mother
to wrench him from my murderous hands.
Kim M. Russell, 2017
Image found on Pinterest
Today I am tending the bar at dVerse Poets Pub Poetics with the Dramatic Monologue. Also linked to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Tuesday Platform.
Taking the example of ‘The Laboratory’ by Robert Browning, a murderous poem made up of twelve four-line stanzas of rhyming couplets with a regular rhyme scheme and rhythm based on the anapaest, my challenge this week is to write a modern dramatic monologue about a plot to do away with someone (or something). I don’t expect twelve stanzas, but I do ask poets to emulate the form as closely as possible with regard to the rhyme scheme and metre, and thrill me and chill me with their evil plans.
Ha.. love the voice of poison… a truly vicious way of solving the problem… the poison is the best way… we seems to have captured similar voices.
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Yes, but I find your nurse ultra-creepy!
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My goodness. Remind me not to piss you off!
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LOL 🙂
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Ha ha ha. Awesome comment. 🙂
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Guns are noisy and leave a trail of obvious evidence. Toxins look like they would require more brains to use.
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That is true, Frank (evil chuckle)…
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Nasty little poem, Kim. I’m afraid mine doesn’t come up to your evil standards.
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I’m just coming over to read now!
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Don’t get your hopes up 🙂
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I am new to your page but I was blown away by your creative writing. Your style is truly amazing, thank you for this wonderful piece.
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Thank you for reading and commenting!
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My goodness this is worth a countless reads!
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Thanks Sanaa!
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Kim, reading this poem, am reminded of that old black and white Cart Grant film, Arsenic and Old Lace. Poor guy, he didn’t stand a chance, with those old ladies, as they killed each other off, for his attention.
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I hope we all sleep well tonight! I thought of the film too. Nicely creepy.
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I’ve just got back and am ready to read again! Looking forward to creepiness!
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Good heavens, Kim. This is crazy-good!!! That last stanza, man. Very fulfilling read. 🙂
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Than kyou!
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brilliant story…although was it intentional to switch from aabb,ccdd to abab,cdcd?
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I was paying so much attention to the rhythm and the storyline, I just fell into that rhyme scheme naturally. I did say as closely as possible and always allow for poetic licence! 🙂
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Hmmm – could be a movie in this one 😉 Creepy stuff!
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Thanks Jilly!
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Ooh, nasty! Your inimitable style works brilliantly with the theme, I love it!
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Thank you!
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This is a ghoulish read, full of dark intentions ~ A slow and quieter death would be okay, I think ~ The woman is off to another hunt for less experienced men ~ Thanks for hosting Kim ~
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I enjoyed it, although I have to go to bed when poets on the other side of the world are just getting into their stride! I’ve just got up again and have a full day, so I’m off to do some more reading and commenting.
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Oh yes dark and evil indeed!
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Think dark thoughts…
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Whew. So many possibilities for death here. Chilling, really.
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Better to be safe than sorry 🙂
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Ooh, nasty. I was initially thinking he deserved it, and then you swung it round. Unreliable narrators are great for giving a twist.
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The most evil murderers seem to be the most convincing in their lies.
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What a subtle and evil title for a monologue! Such tastes doom the maker inside her spoons.
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A dangerous taste for a dangerous character!
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Nasty piece of work you created there Kim. Very convincing.
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😱
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Very well realised, bwahaha!
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Evil cackle, rubs hands with murderous glee 😈
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Much like a story, but dramatic things happen. I love the movie Arsenic and Old Lace…but this isn’t comical 😉
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😊
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Fantastically creepy! Love it.
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Thank you!
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Such Thrilling Diviousness. 🌹🌹😎
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