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Under Vincents Starry Night

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Under Vincents Starry Night

You sought to spread God’s holy word
But Vincent, your voice went unheard 

To another passion you turned
In that fire, oh how you burned

The whirlwinds of your troubled mind
Were birthed onto your canvass fine

As sweeping twirls up in the sky
Vincent, you tried to reason why

You fought to ease away your pain
You daily tried to remain sane

Brilliant yellow dripped from your brush
Brought on by the absinthe hush 

Of the dread toxin, not aware
But it added to your despair 

Flowers your brush strokes brought to life
You struggled on despite the strife

Those vibrant colors, vivid hues
Did not provide your daily dues

Only one painting did you sell
Tormented in a poor man’s hell

Many self-portraits, but who knew
To save money, yourself you drew

Your own model, a looking glass
The hours you did slowly pass

Sweet Vincent, your dear troubled mind
A quiet haven could not find 

If I could travel back in time
I’d give you rest in love sublime

Vincent, she turned your love to jest
Yet still you tried, you tried your best

All around you, beauty you saw
Your legacy- my heart’s in awe

Brilliant colors dipped in your dreams
But who could hear those inner screams?

“Starry Night” turned to blackened sky
You bled to death, still wondering why

The world can be so harsh and cruel
They see the rough, and not the jewel

Your brilliant blue eyes still live on
Now that all your demons have gone

Now the whole world knows who you are
Vincent, the yellow orb, the star

I walk beneath your “Starry Night”
My saddened soul to fill with light

For your troubled mind, I still weep
The fight to stay sane, mine to keep

Famous finally after death
Vincent, you take away my breath.

Eileen Manassian Ghali

How I love Van Gogh! Why? Because of the beauty that  poured out of his troubled mind. I feel an affinity with him. He suffered from epilepsy and some believe that he was bipolar due to the sheer volume of work produced during fits of mania. A troubled mind...not everyone has the fortitude to deal with a troubled soul. I should know. Every time I hear the song "Starry Starry Night" by Don Mclean..I want to cry to purify my soul. "But I could have told you Vincent, this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you." Here is the link. Listen to it, and remember me:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oxHnRfhDmrk

Here is a quote from Vincent: "We spend our whole lives in unconscious exercise of the art of expressing our thoughts with the help of words."

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  1. Date: 4/19/2014 12:33:00 PM

    Hi Eileen, I can see and feel how close you stand to this great painter ... to the person himself. I have always admired his passionate technique and he'll always remain one of my top favorites; his troubled life and works go hand in hand. Enjoyed this write...immensely.

  1. Date: 5/13/2013 6:31:00 AM

    Stunning, I also enjoyed the back story. Great job

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 5/14/2013 1:28:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thanks, Richard. Glad that you read this one. It is dear to my heart!
  1. Date: 5/12/2013 12:09:00 PM

    Another absolutely beautiful poem!!! And you know what I am thinking.... :)

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 5/12/2013 12:45:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Ummmmmm.....not quite sure, but...it must be ME! :)
  1. Date: 5/12/2013 8:17:00 AM

    I love how each time one of us comments on each others work it's practically inevitable that a long drawn out conversation should start. You and I are either very big thinkers or just love to spit out words... LOL! I responded to your comment on Grammar Nazi, btw. I'm not sure how I can be a feminist though (seeing how I'm a man). I honestly don't know what a masculine chauvinist is, but if anything I'm probably a bit metro. Not into the typical "guy things" you could say...

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 5/14/2013 1:27:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Timothy...you are lovely just the way you are! :)
  1. Date: 5/12/2013 6:15:00 AM

    Very beautiful piece! The creative mind always shares a room with insanity. Those, like Van Gogh, dance on the edge on insanity because they cannot, for even a moment, separate themselves from the emotion and pain of life. They live in quiet desperation and torment trying to find a way to express it to the world. Never being to answer the internal question: "Why do I see and feel everything to my very core and no one else cares or even notices." Kim

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 5/12/2013 6:19:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Oh KIM! So happy to know that you understand! Sometimes I do feel like I'm on the very edge. It depressed me a great deal and I do wonder...am I the only one? Why? Why do I have to feel so strongly? Then I remember all these creative geniuses and my mind is at rest. Not that I'm a genius or anything! ;) But it is comforting to know that out of pain beauty can come! Thanks every so much for your lovely post! :)
  1. Date: 5/12/2013 1:17:00 AM

    Wow, Eileen... this was intense and such a great tribute. I'll be honest that I don't know a lot about Vincent van Goh, but the Starry Night is a beautiful painting. I don't know why, but it's seems it's always the most troubled people, living the most difficult lives... that ending up being some of the greatest artists, singers, authors etc. There are a couple authors I'm oddly drawn too... partly because of how troubled they were in the head.

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 5/12/2013 3:24:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    The popular belief is that he committed suicide, but I've read up on him and there is a theory that he didn't actually commit suicide. Some say he was out in the fields when two young boys were playing and one accidentally shot him. He didn't want to get them in trouble, and just got back home where he bled to death later. :( I don't know...but it is true that it seems those with troubled minds have the most to contribute. I'm in good company! ;)
    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 5/12/2013 3:22:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Hi Timothy! I LOVE POE! Same reason...Did you read my poem, My Tell Tale Heart? It gives a twist on his writing. I LOVE narrating that to my students...they really get the feel of the eerie. Read again his Dream within a Dream. Yes...he often fought with depression. Yes...I do love Van Gogh...I love HIM...his paintings are great, but I love HIM, the person.
    Hicks Avatar Timothy Hicks Date: 5/12/2013 1:19:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    H.P. Lovecraft and Edgar Allan Poe. A quote from Poe goes like this "I became insane with long intervals of horrible sanity"... it just gives you chills to think about. Seriously though... fabulous writing. I can tell you find a deep connection with him.
  1. Date: 5/11/2013 5:58:00 PM

    Sad life, great painter/artist, you told the story beautifully, I think he would understand this, has his passion to it. Take care, Richard

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 5/12/2013 6:34:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    For someone who doesn't like it....I wonder why you use it! ;)
    Seal Avatar Richard D Seal Date: 5/12/2013 5:33:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Oh thats an adjective is it, you live and learn don't yer lol and I still don't like it
    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 5/11/2013 7:58:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    SAD???? I though you didn't like that adjective! Thanks for the compliment. I sure hope he's like this little tribute.
    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 5/11/2013 7:58:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    He'd like...he'd like...typo! TYPO! GRRRRR
  1. Date: 5/11/2013 3:07:00 PM

    A worthy hymn for one of the greater of painters! Excellent work very sensitive and touching! Thank you!

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 5/11/2013 8:01:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    My dear poet, you honor me! :) I'm glad you liked this write. It is a subject dear to my heart. Not many can deal with troubled minds, you see. I should know. However, for the few who can, the rewards are immense. Thanks for the visit.
  1. Date: 5/11/2013 11:59:00 AM

    Indeed an artist of note who lived a sad life. Don Mclean's version of the song is also my favorite. Beautiful write, Eileen. Licia :-)

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 5/11/2013 8:02:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thanks for your visit, my dear sweet friend. We share the same love! :) Hugs