Ode To Vincent Van Gogh

Vincent… This is the time of the year When I see the ravens and the crows Especially in an open field... It's when I think of you… I catch myself remembering… I have to stop myself and breathe… I daydream of our starry nights I think of the ravens and the crows… I think about your untimely plight I wonder if you ever felt like me If you ever felt my presence near you And I wonder now….wherever you are If you ever missed me too. Could you have ever imagined Could you have possibly known That I’d still be thinking of you Missing you... After more than one long century. It’s only been a hundred years or so Since you severed off your ear Since you shot yourself Since you killed yourself Since you shortened all your years. If I had been there and loved you Could I have saved you from yourself Would it have made a difference Or would everything have turned out the same Would we both still be feeling lonely Would you still be thought insane? I did love you Vincent I just could never let it show I didn’t know how to tell you Back before these 100 years I just kept hoping that somehow you would know. Whenever I am in Chicago I visit the Art Institute and sigh As I gaze upon your starry skies I stand before your paintings in wonder And look deep within your eyes. I always have to ponder If you painted thinking of me I know that you always knew That I loved your greens and vibrant blues I see that you tried to show me How the stars reflected you in my eyes I see the colors that you have chosen Have always revealed your truth. When I see your painting Of the ravens and the crows I know that you remembered How the sky that day looked too How it felt to have autumn ending And winter closing in How wonderful that day was How happy we had been. The last time we were together Everything seemed so right and true I had no idea Your heart had turned so blue. Your feelings always hidden You never said a word How things would tragically end There never was a clue. So now I stand here after 100 years I still miss you Vincent. I really, really do. I wonder if you are thinking of me And if you are happy or if you are blue. (November 16, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin) (c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,