Long Edvard munch 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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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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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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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
*+*+*+*
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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"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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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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Painting by Edvard Munch, 1895: "Moon Light"

your soft hand trembles in mine
no words are spoken
we observe our ascending full moon 
as we have every month for forty years
empyrean empress rises to her throne
queen regent of...

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Oblong outlines of a soul
Stretched in elliptical misery
Redefines the perfect circle
To a breakable volatile tautness

Loosely cloaked in sheaths of epitonic blue
Draped upon the shrinking body to hide a terrified world 
Dressed in swirling ominous patterns...

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Written: June 18, 2023

Ekphrasis Edvard Munch Poetry Contest               Sponsored by: Dilly Dally 

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Humanity
is trapped in the spasms
of
lunacy,

technology
lured our wayward hearts 
into
schizophrenia,

humaneness
gone...

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Red House and Spruce by Edvard Munch

Snug, in a blue bunting of hibernation,
Red cottage 
In a clearing of indigo and ice spruce 
That form ribs of protection from
From hues of ill winds, 
As a leafless...

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An Edvard Munch reproduction hangs demurely,
yet with a blushing come-hither
disclosing/unclothing.

A Van Gogh print
hovers near her like a sad and troubled lodger.
I sense his self-inflicted wound itching
under the bandages.

Flick goes the duster,
for a moment the diaphanous...

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At twilight time, a man surrounded by
some colors yellow and an orange red
which seem to swirl above him in the sky
stands on a bridge with both hands on his head
as if he wants to cover...

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The scream By Edvard Munch

A blood red sunset radiates warmth; yet I feel chilled to my core
The alien like androgynous figure transfixes me
Dressed entirely in black, head clutched in tormented agony
Mouth open emitting a silent...

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Walking along on a summer day, looking over the pale blue water, glancing at couples, families, and people who have someone to be with. I am all alone. I have no one to share my...

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It's driving me mad
I'm losing my mind
Edvard Munch painted me
Not Van Gogh
A common mistake
That everyone makes
No matter how many times I tell them
Why don't they listen?
Don't they care?
It makes me want to scream!




Note: "the scream"...

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