Hi all!

I recently had the opportunity to create a monologue inspired by a piece of art, titled “The Unveiling”. I brushed off my creative writing cobwebs and was inspired by Claude Monet’s Woman with a Parasol, Turned to the Right. Here it is:

I stand here, where riverbank meets heather and an endless blue sky.
What will become of me, when it all withers away, leaving me alone to cry?
My soul is entwined with the whooshing of the wind and the green-speckled ground,
But I fear I will be squeezed into a speck of a sound
No where to go but to that river and drown
Surrounded by the fossilized corpses of all the life that long ago did abound these waters.
My mother. My dear mother. Help me escape into the great unknown
Instead of sending me off into the arms of a beast who lives in the depths of that murky, dirty, overpopulated zone.
My love for you is unending, like the deep roots of a tree or the swaying of the sea,
But I will not be confined to what you and father pictured life to be for me.
I am strong and capable of moving the mountains of doubt far from the path I tread,
So I need not gain your approval, yet I would hope your love still thrives although perhaps unsaid.
Now when you see the riverbank, the heather, and the endless blue sky,
Know that I am free, flying on the wings of delight and waiting for you to join me, with no more room in my heart to say one last goodbye.

Writing has been a powerful artistic outlet for me, and I hope it resonates with you!