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Love, Ego, and a bit of Schizophrenia

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Bob
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0 posted 09-19-99 10:48 PM       View Profile for Bob   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Bob

(This is to be performed by a single actor.)

(I am yet to fine tune this in the form of blank verse, but I am actually thinking about writing a five act play around this theme in my life. I just can't decide if this should be the opening soliloquy, or the climax.)


Love, Ego, and a bit of Schizophrenia

To start, if ever there was a place to,
It began with a four letter word,
That, combined with a three word phrase,
That tends to cause all to lose their minds,
Has caused my poor mind to suffer,
An anguish beyond mortal comprehension.
Whilst it was not said aloud,
The mere implication that it is there,
Is enough to drive a sane man mad.
To hear the words, "I love you,"
Would give any descent soul a start.
A normal man would be delighted,
And probably go off and return the favor.
But not I. No, I am not the kind soul,
That would return those dreadful words.
Instead, I am but the cynical analyst,
Of the world around me and myself.
I have been told by many a lady,
That I would be a prize for any young lass.
So logically I wooed this poor maiden,
Into believing that she did love me.
I can hear those well-written lines,
From a play that not many know well.
Shakespeare would be the author of course,
The play being Richard the Third.
As Richard, the maniacal villain,
Finished wooing the fair, but not bright Anne,
He said the lines that run through my brain,
"Was ever woman in this humor wooed?
Was ever woman in this humor won?"

Would you hold your tongue you ego-maniac!
Get a hold of yourself and calm thy senses.
You honestly believe that this be true?
The circumstances only happened to be right.
Through mere luck and grace did you woo her.
And now, you stand there like a champion,
Who holds this battered heart as a prize.
You disgust me, you vile creature!
You are not deserving of such a gift.
To take the play that you so like,
And use the same soliloquy right back,
I will change the word ‘myself’ to ‘thyself,’
And quote the marvelous Shakespeare.
"Upon my life, she finds, although I cannot,
Thyself to be a marv’lous proper man."
I pray thee, accept her with all your heart,
And cherish the day that you were so loved.

But why, kind sir, should I accept it?
It is not logical in the least.
I have too many things to fret about.
My learning must take its priority,
The things that came before shall remain,
And those that interfere shall not.
Love is a wondrous thing for those with time,
But not I. I shall never be in love.
I shall never let my heart control my mind,
I shall never willfully discharge,
That which is so important to myself,
To a woman. I shall never, not now nor ever.

You love her don’t you? I see it in your eyes.
You thought of love before she mentioned the word.
I knew it. Admit it now and save us,
Both a lot of trouble down the road.
But if I be mistaken, and I pray that I’m not,
Correct that poor maiden so that her heart,
May be broken into a hundred pieces,
Instead of ten-thousand. I beg you please.
Do not continue with your charade.
You lead her down a willing path to destroy,
And leave for dead when she expected joy.
Decide now. If you do not, you’re too late.
I wish you luck.

I guess I should thank you.
But you make my decision without ease.
The only path without pain is to love.
(Of course love involves a great deal of pain,
But that is another soliloquy.)
But an empty love is fate worse than death.
O, that I could reverse the hands of time,
And avoid this entire situation.
But I know I cannot. I must decide.
Lord, if ever I needed you, ‘tis now.

[This message has been edited by Bob (edited 09-19-99).]

[This message has been edited by Bob (edited 09-19-99).]
© Copyright 1999 Bob - All Rights Reserved
Alicat
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1 posted 09-20-1999 02:04 PM       View Profile for Alicat   Email Alicat   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alicat

Bob, I really thank you for posting this piece. Without benefit of reading the entire work, I really don't know if it would be best for opening or closing the play. I too write, although they are usually one-act plays in 4 or 5 scenes.

Keep them juices going and I sincerely hope to read some more of your material.


Alicat
Bob
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2 posted 09-21-1999 02:15 PM       View Profile for Bob   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Bob

I'm Sorry, but I worked way too hard on this to get only one response.
skysight
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3 posted 09-21-1999 03:08 PM       View Profile for skysight   Email skysight   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for skysight

What entertainment! An actor, half shadowed on a barren stage in a whispering theatre, his eyes proud and confused, his demeaner lost and alone. He argues with himself and convinces himself he's right in his wrongness and wrong in his rightness. And resolution is felt. The stage goes dark. The play has begun. And such tales of woe will never be felt in earnest again...

Hey...just a thought. Not at all what I expected but intrically amusing in the same light. Fine work, Bob. Now...about Act II...
Justbleu
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4 posted 09-26-1999 11:35 AM       View Profile for Justbleu   Email Justbleu   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Justbleu's Home Page   View IP for Justbleu

Well, Done!! That would be cool to read the play that accompanies this someday!!

Thanks for sharing!!!

Justbleu

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"It may take a boy to turn a girl's head, but it takes a man to turn a girl's heart"


 
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