Long Edvard Poems

"Symposium"



where do you go 
when you try to 
dream your place

in my life 

gone now 
from your 
quicksand shores

once I rolled over 
placed my mouth 
against your throat

what used to be

as if you 
could transfer
some...

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FUKUSHIMA, OCEAN EXPOSURE:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a4eGzS0eYuo

FUKUSHIMA RADIATION IN THE PACIFIC OCEAN
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cFPEY-r9QQY





"Abandoned Cities"


Empty sentries standing firm
Vacant windows glistening
they sit with Poe, Van Gough and Edvard Munch all broken
waiting patiently ears open, silent screams, nothing spoken
empty library of learning, all...

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If I am not sick with pareidolia,
I couldn’t notice‘The Scream’ by 
Edvard Munch on my neighbour’s door,
created by the light coming from
the ground floor. 

Not even the pit on the footpath, 
where a stone was...

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Feint faint "Fake" no nor'easter

If putsch comes to shove,
aye ain't no doggone fraidy cat
nor chicken little
fearing coup d'état,
yours truly simply
risk averse, and more exact,
he stays sequestered
within these four walls,
cuz tis safest inside this flat
always... mein...

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like a hinge of an old door
rusty and lacking of midnight oil
I am left speechless
unable to decipher the writing on the wall

it wails accuses belittles 
mocks groans teases and admonishes
from cracks unable to hold its...

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An old Norwegian folktale called Per Gynt was written into a five act play by another Norwegian, Henrik Ibsen, which he called Peer Gynt, to which composer Edvard Grieg wrote his Suites to accompany the...

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Inspired by “The Sick Child” painting by Edvard Munch

A pale face, all happiness drained out! 
green and auburn lines - vertical and horizontal, 
swirl around her in abundance,
except her face... devoid of any colour!
A drooping...

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Turpentine waters of paranoia
  ripple beneath an opaque surface,
    merging with the burnt umber sun,
      ravenously setting
        over the...

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                            amber
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On seeing the painting of Edvard Munch
Of the woodland stretching endless
One would feel, one has entered a sanctuary,
Where stillness prevails and coolness overpowers
There is no sound except the sound of rustling leaves.
Tall trees touching Heaven’s...

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Inspired by Edvard Munch's oil on canvas painting - Ashes (1894) 


The fire of passion between us has burned itself out, 
These woods taunt us with their vibrant whispers, 
I am tired of listening to...

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Edvard Munch
 An Ekphrasis Stylized Poem of Jealousy 

Oh, ancient Oden!  
I summon your primitive hand.
Take this oiled brush I hold,
and order my strokes with your command.

With deep red, spilling like blood across the...

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I leave the auction sick, my mettle frayed
A ghost, I fear, in oil clutched near my side
No doubt, a ghost for which I've dearly paid!
How best to next proceed, I must decide

The painting I have...

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When love is torn asunder and there is nothing left but dissent,
a lover's heart will be shattered, mortally wounded and rent.
In a relationship that was once held as sacred and eternal,
sorrow takes a heavy toll...

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Inspired by the painting - Jealousy
by artist Edvard Munch, 1895
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I considered myself bard of your heart
Now I feel as if we're falling apart
I saw you standing half nude by a tree
With your scarlet dress opened...

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The painting of "The Sick Child" by Edvard Munch (1863-1944)
was painted in 1907, oil on canvas, 46.4 inches by  47.2 inches
or 3.8 feet by 3.9 feet. Edvard painted what stirred his mind, and
this...

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I hear the admiring crowd
As it stands and looks at me,
All connoisseurs clearly proud
Of what I'm supposed to be.

What fine art it surely is,
The strokes of a Master sure,
An Iconic masterpiece,
Modern Art that's very pure.

Bounded...

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                  i dip'd into mine
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"Like the silence that screams, cursing solitude
... whispers of faith sing patiently with prayers"

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The tapestry of the indigo sky,
weaved with the strips of silver cloud, 
merges with the still sea in the blues.
The dislodged boulders strewn as dry debris,
away from the waterfront of desire,
symbolize my broken dreams.

The anchorless...

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his mind had entered a state of confusion
numb blank and befuddled on one hand
with walls in front 
and verges closing in behind
enclosed in a mixture of discomfort 
and pressure to move

stand still for a moment
a...

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THE SICK CHILD-EDVARD MUNCH

Ghostly downpour upon not the sick,
but the sick at heart - a child’s mother.
Bittersweet tangle of red - patient’s hair,
dresser, caretaker’s hands. Bedside
manner, sorrowful to the point of death,
but the woman is...

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She was a maiden with long red hair
A delicate monster to a heart filled with fear
Binding as one as he lays on her lap
As if he was taking an eternal nap
Love was strong but the...

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