The prompt words this week are touching, visible and stage. Thank you pia.
She was just visible
through the rain
which had moulded
her skimpy clothes to her urchin’s form
and made a skull cap of her curly hair;
a young woman boxing
an invisible punch bag,
her anger frothing over
like uncorked champagne
touching the lives around her.
She then let loose
an e-e-e-elongated
ear assaulting
scream.
At last she had taken
centre stage.
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April 17, 2008 at 10:33 am
Beautiful
April 17, 2008 at 12:19 pm
Apt.
April 17, 2008 at 2:46 pm
I like this a lot..
green-eyed monster
April 17, 2008 at 2:46 pm
This is very descriptive: I can clearly see her in mind… even without the picture
April 17, 2008 at 3:12 pm
love that rhythm and the whole poem
April 17, 2008 at 3:48 pm
To me this is a magnificent plea for the person to be sustantial. We’ve all felt like that at times, I think.
Well done!
April 18, 2008 at 1:13 am
Cool! Sometimes that’s exactly what it takes! Nice work!
April 18, 2008 at 2:09 am
Awesome. It feels so good to let it out sometimes.
April 18, 2008 at 4:12 am
oh i love the scream.. it feels so alive!!!!!
April 18, 2008 at 12:58 pm
I have always loved this painting by Munch! A great poem to match it!
Gemma
April 18, 2008 at 11:53 pm
An intersting interpretation of The Scream. It’s sad that only in anguish does the girl get the attention she deserves.