Her Alter Ego Takes a Back Seat

Posted: February 16, 2017 in history and art, thought stream

Tonight at http://dversepoets.com/this-is-us/     Bjorn is hosting and has us looking at Expressionist art … which has been fun checking out. We’re to pick a painting, write a poem. Here it is

 

Somewhere a rope has snapped.
Control frays
                then
                                breaks
                                                down.
Inside
her screaming separates
from its moorings.
Rage of fear and pain
is not contained.
That propped up ego
is carved to stillness,
watches from behind.
The electric thrill.
She waits
for reaction
from those
who meet her inner being.

See her face, a fading sun
as it sets in final fury,

flaring up
in eyes
on lips.

See her tears fan out
across her chest
running for cover.

See her nature swamped
in its violence.
Undisguised.
No longer a walking lie.

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‘Franzi with a carved chair’ by Ernst Kirchner

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Comments
  1. This is wonderful.. how that alter ego, the inner self burst forth in a way she can’t control. Very strong emotions inside..

  2. kanzensakura says:

    Very strong and emotional poem. I like the illustration you used, as if you were writing to the painting as a prompt.

  3. A painted poem with deep and powerful brushstrokes.

  4. frankhubeny says:

    I liked the idea of her tears running for cover and how she ends up no longer being a walking lie.

  5. Glenn Buttkus says:

    Insightful & creative with tinges of existential ambivalence–as good & bad both rear up with the alter-ego & reach out ahead of her–depth between the onion skin layers.

  6. Bev says:

    “See her face, a fading sun as it sets in final fury” WOW! “No longer a walking lie”. Well-drawn phrases. Great read!

  7. Grace says:

    It takes a lot of courage to show one’s inner being ~ No need to lie anymore, which can be a big relief ~

  8. No longer a walking lie….. I like that. Comes a time when it’s necessary

  9. Brendan says:

    Dudes get Mr. Hyde, to the ladies these masks of Medusa. Somehow it’s more terrifying because its more daily, where the alter ego grinds the the mask’s surface patina into gunpowder.

  10. Kathy Reed says:

    Wow…her (our) vulnerability brings to the forefront all she has pent up; she meets the challenge head on, no more guilt or blame…once the alter ego has been diminished.

  11. Sounds like a tsunami of a woman! Very nice!

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