Van Gogh's Starry Night
Bleak sky of blues, stars gave rise to a miracle been made,
Streak of a sprawl unfurls his heavens tethered madness,
Speak not lest he loses his concentration, maintains focus,
Meek town his groundwork, lofty jewel amidst the sadness.
2020 January 28
Arbitrium Divisa 7 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Gregory R Barden
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