Witness

Written for:  Poets United Midweek Motif~Scream

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SOURCE

The Scream by Edvard Munch

 

Instead of anguish
tearing up body
and mind as I watch
a dear friend slipping
slowly from life,
unable to speak
as family and friends
comfort each other,
I want to shriek,
stamp my feet, shake
my fist, and witness
a miracle.

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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18 Responses to Witness

  1. kanzensakura says:

    Bless your heart. I know the feeling. I wanted the same thing as I watched my mother dying. I am so sorry about your friend. Sometimes the heavens are silent.

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  2. susan says:

    I have a father and dear friend near this situation. I agree. Oh, come the miracle–be it merciful ife or merciful death. Perfect poem.

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  3. thotpurge says:

    I think we can all relate to that feeling..nicely said.

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  4. Yes, Sara, that is the feeling – such a helpless feeling, watching life slipping away from those we love.

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  5. Sumana Roy says:

    Been to this place. Well put sara.

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  6. I know the feeling, I think we all do. And although a scream might help, it would not be honored.

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  7. Khaya Ronkainen says:

    I certainly can relate to your piece.

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  8. magicalmysticalteacher says:

    I’ve been there too: watching and waiting for a miracle. Meanwhile, I scream.

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  9. oldegg says:

    I like many other of your commenting friends have been through this and how helpless we all felt hoping for that flicker of life acknowledging our words, even a grunt to say I know you are there.

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