Dramatic Monologue from Arthur
(Arthur stands at the prow, wind tangling his cloak.)
“Mother’s voice rides on every gust.
I feel her laughter in the creak of timber,
her courage in the spray
that drenches my face.
Here, where ancestors carved
their promise into ice,
I stand untested yet unafraid.
The storm is but a gauntlet
thrown down by fate—
and I will meet it.
Each wave that thrashes
our bow is an echo
of those who dared before me.
I will honour their passage,
not as a ghost but as living proof
that home is earned
in every heave and haul.
Astragard awaits,
its towers a beacon
of all I once was—
and all I will become.
Let the world tremble
at the name of Arthur Ross,
for I carry both
the weight of legacy
and the fire of my own forging.
This voyage is mine.”
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 28th, 2026 06:01
- Comment from author about the poem: Inspired by the film “ The Island at the Top of the World” (1974) 🙏🏻🕊️
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Comments4
This poem speaks of the voyage of childhood through fantasy and the mythical metaphors that accompany such journeys from the imagined to the real. Out of the mist of mythical past into the reality of the present and the surging strength fueled on fantasy to drive the engine of motivating force into a real world. A lovely write my friend
Sounds a bit like the story of my life from a certain angle. Thanks, Soren🙏🏻🕊️
You are most welcome Cryptic and so it is the story of most of our lives in some way or another my friend
arqios, I’ve always loved a good dramatic monologue when it fully commits to voice… and this does. Arthur isn’t questioning himself here. He owns the legacy and the forging of self. That clarity of identity gives it strength. Fantastic write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thanks Tittu. It was written some time ago after watching a really engaging old film. 🙏🏻🕊️
Oh, neat! Great share, my friend!
Keep on that voyage Rik.
Andy
Thanks, Andy. ‘sure will🙏🏻🕊️
Haha, this one didn’t draw a crowd or garner enough pings. Lesson learned 🤏🏻🙌🏻
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