HOWL
I wrote this poem for NaPoWriMo 2011, in a short burst of...inspiration, and without much revision.
photo by weatern4uk
image from morguefile.com
HOWL
it is not edvard munch's humanoid in pain
not a wimp's first roller coaster ride.
not when a foot steps on a krait in the grass
nor even a werewolf on a full moon night
but from depths so abysmal so soundless
edvard munch's scream is like a smile.
15/04/2011
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Edvard Munch's The Scream.
"The wall was too high as you can see
No matter how he tried he could not break free"
-- Pink Floyd, Hey You.
Shared on Poetry Pantry #144 at Poets United.
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2013
Labels: depression, mindscape, NaPoWriMo, Poetry, urban
11 Comments:
dang...when munch's scream is a smile, that is some serious pain....
Your poem packs a punch. Really speaks to the depth of depression that the person you knew was sinking into. Hard to powerlessly watch, I am sure.
So simply stated, the helplessness one feels when there is nothing they can do.
Powerful words excellently done.
Love the idea of the howl from both sides of the cage. Clever.
I think there is much truth here. Depression is a terrible thing sometimes and its pain--well, I can relate--well done!
Chillingly effective.
Wow, that's a very telling comparison!
Brian,
oh yes, it is. :(
Mary,
it is bad for the heart.
andrea,
helpless is the word.
Anthony,
thank you! :)
Sherry,
yes, both sides are suffering.
Audrey,
yes, it is a terrible beast.
poetry-diary,
thank you. :)
Rosemary,
it is? thanks for the "wow"!
Such beautiful writing...Loved it.....
inside that bowl, I see the whole world
hi gautami, it's great to hear from you! :)
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