Short Edvard Poems
Short Edvard Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Edvard by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Edvard by length and keyword.
Lip
to lip-
their passion
fuses into
one
Edvard Munch The Kiss
http://www.edvard-munch.com/gallery/love/kiss.htm
Categories:
edvard, art
Form:
Ekphrasis
Edvard Munch's work often neurotic
His 'Madonna'* is much more specific
A typical recurring theme
the artist's extrovert dream
Categories:
edvard, art,
Form:
Ekphrasis
Edvard Munch noted for an interactive scream
trembling anxietiy expressed in dream
so famous you now can see
it expressed asan emoji
Categories:
edvard, art, eulogy, people,
Form:
Clerihew
The cacophony of birds
sounded like
the babble of Babylon
no terror
better describes
the faces of Babel
than Edvard Munch's
The Scream.
Categories:
edvard, horror,
Form:
Free verse
The norwegian 'scream' Edvard Munch
liked oneliners with a punch
to his love Tula Larsen did send
'art is my greatest love' I can only be your friend
Categories:
edvard, friendship, love,
Form:
Clerihew
.
not
not whilst pneuma
are listening
he'z
not mad
Categories:
edvard, humor,
Form:
Epigram
.
poof
poof
tap tap
poof
"here's a towel
edvard"
.)
Categories:
edvard, adventure, allusion, beautiful, character,
Form:
Carpe Diem
Behold the bather astride the river,
resplendent in rainbow-dappled nudity
his sense of light and air and wetness
ebbs and flows like his emotions,
colors shift and swirl in response
to the universe of his creativity.
Categories:
edvard, art, color, image,
Form:
Ekphrasis
A soul in agony
In a world turned upside down
Unable to bear the pain. he
screams at the fates, at the heavens
and prays for the dawn of a better day
The Scream. painted by Edvard Munch
in 1893.
Categories:
edvard, art,
Form:
Ekphrasis
A world of torment was his stage
His paintings previewed a later age;
Neurosis,depression & death-
Escaping into a dream
Leaving the world with 'a scream'
Edvard Monck (1863-1944) The Scream
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Scream
Categories:
edvard, art, peopleworld,
Form:
Narrative
.
"I'm not pretty"
yes you are
"The flowers are pretty"
and your feets need
thuh bath daisy
{roll'n hug'n kiss'n}
"Now your back 'needs
thuh bath' Edvard"
i love you too
eve
Categories:
edvard, beautiful, blessing,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
I would be the first to admit,
And few would disagree,
That I am no oil painting
(Unless you include Edvard Munch)
No one would look at me twice.
And yet, she did.
And she tells me she loves me,
Every day.
I suppose that old saying
Must be true
Categories:
edvard, beauty, love,
Form:
Free verse
.
az hern spun
and no
i felt no jealous
whilst the crowd cheered
hern spun
yesss
'round mine
she whissper'd
neck mine line
"oh edvard"
Categories:
edvard, beautiful, blessing, celebration, happiness,
Form:
Romanticism
His most famous picture
Heaven painted red; "Scream"
Highlight a work of art
Hence a breath of sadness
Headache, stomach empty
Human by suffering
Hands work by: Edvard Munch
February 19. 2017
Pleiades; 7 lines
- Sun :)- A-L Andresen :)
www.howmanysyllables.com
29 words
6 X 7 - 42 syllables
Categories:
edvard, art,
Form:
Pleiades
"Vi træffes der, min Ven!" Solvejgs sang*
once after eons
we'll meet there again my friend -
time's zilch for lovers
9/3/2019
Maureen McGreavy’s Sing Me A Senryu Poetry Contest
Favorite song: Solveig's Song by Edvard Grieg
https://youtu.be/n3SyreMN7y8
* (nor.) "We'll meet there again, my friend!" Solveig's Song
Categories:
edvard, love, time,
Form:
Senryu
.
"ya see"
she pointed
whilst
hern dome 'pon
mine hip's limbz
her see
up
"look"
such her amaze
uv
the starz blink
"kiss me edvard"
shhhh
let me
shut you up
Categories:
edvard, beautiful, blessing, happiness, love,
Form:
Romanticism
.
thuh touch
uv
hawaii
in
pennsyltucky
'neath thuh blue spruce
wily wear'n
whilst
wonderfully
hern nature
sweet hern reminder
"no matter where
no matter ware
no matter wear edvard"
Categories:
edvard, beautiful, blessing, romantic love,
Form:
Carpe Diem
'
'tiz twixt
hern hip's
limbz
'tiz i
aye
and
why not ,)
*my precious fellowz; here'z a great
example uv (thuh astute call it thuh
"double entendre", I call it, " thuh
difference in my personality at thuh
moment....yup...just edvard ')
Categories:
edvard, beautiful, blessing, word play, write,
Form:
Burlesque
'
uh
re'gardz:>
uhg
they re'tired
were
whereaz
we uh
married
maid
and gleed az the USA'z poet laureate ;)
edvard
*oh, James dreamz uv flowerz
I aspire to mine babble vide supra ')
Categories:
edvard, allegory, analogy, word play,
Form:
Carpe Diem
.
when
there's
no more
flowers
in mine
imagine
or
my see's
then
says
mine
'bout the
pretty
werdz dripping
drip
drip
mine
shall
be but
not
Categories:
edvard, beauty, confidence, happiness,
Form:
Free verse
the unheard-of starry night
subdued in colors
no bright
swirls
no blaze of fire
but a mist of mysterious night
reflected stars in flight
textured strokes
dark land
uncertain shapes
essence of the night
broken by dots of white
broken by line of fence
fence broken by a
shadow
who could it be?
who goes there in the night
that can’t be right
a trick
of the eye
no not here
the unheard-of starry night
Categories:
edvard, appreciation, art, image, mystery, night, poetry, tribute,
Form:
Ekphrasis
.
shhh
i'm hear luvah
sneek unduh here
girlie
give edvard your
hand
let's slip this
on
your finger hon
happy tenth eve
,)
*fer thuh feminine
150 point D
she'z still smiling
Categories:
edvard, adventure, appreciation, beautiful, blessing,
Form:
Romanticism
The snow falls white in Norway
just like anywhere else in the world.
The snow falls white in Norway
like the smoke from a cigarette.
The blue mists lap at coat tails
only in a self-portrait in Norway.
Pale brown eyes shine, surprised to see you
only in a self-portrait in Norway.
One hand holding time itself, slipping.
One hand held firmly in the void.
I can see myself alive in him,
as the snow falls white in Norway.
Categories:
edvard, art,
Form:
Ekphrasis
Steely needles stab and scratch at solid rock
Over and again – etching there her lines and curves.
Painting his love and despair onto the cold unfeeling stones,
Hoping for release – finding little; for peace – finding none.
In six-fold color, he recreates in profile her wan visage:
Ever poised on the precipice, the sick child awaiting death.
Poem based on Edvard Munch’s The Sick Child I (Lithograph, 1896)
Categories:
edvard, art, bereavement, death, love, sister,
Form:
Ekphrasis
.
"you first edvard"
thus did i
Thud
Thud
flop
chink
flump
plop
thus did her
s
l
i
i
p
thus did
ourn
genially
lock
Categories:
edvard, body, celebration,
Form:
Carpe Diem