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Premium Member Vincent Van Gogh: Cafe Terrace At Night
from beyond his
vibrant palette
that bore all his 
lifelong scars

is what I see
beneath his sky
and myriad
of stars

a scene of shades
and silhouettes
formed by the
yellow light

that hints at
The Last Supper
at that café 
in the night?...

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Categories: vincent van gogh, appreciation, art, symbolism,
Form: Ekphrasis
Premium Member Vincent Van Gogh
Vincent van Gogh**
Sliced his left ear off
Only one painting did Van Gogh sell  -
maybe he didn’t hear the doorbell!


The only painting Van Gogh sold during his lifetime was Red Vineyard at Arles
**Based on the European pronunciation of the name which is Van Goff!

05~30~15
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Categories: vincent van gogh, art, humorous,
Form: Clerihew
Premium Member Irises POTD
an asylum's garden~irises full of life without tragedy...

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© I Am Anaya  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: vincent van gogh, art,
Form: Monoku

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Premium Member Pine Trees against a Red Sky with Setting Sun, 1889 by Vincent van Gogh
heart ~ a wild collage
of gold-smeared skies
pressed within 
       oil-washed layers
of breathing
                melancholy
as leaves curled in
cashmere greens
         trace 
condensed contours 
between 
    ...

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Categories: vincent van gogh, angst, imagery,
Form: Ekphrasis
Premium Member Morning Tasks
Dew drops grace green grasses
Soothing like my pearly power shower
I choose the right outfit for an orange day
Under the fruit bowl by Vincent Van Gogh 
Breakfast bar stool welcomes hungry hips
Honey dew melon kisses lips
Pray meditate talk to God and myself 
Water plants feed perky pets sweep steps
Thunderous thud at the French door
Blue genes deliver...

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Categories: vincent van gogh, america, art, bird, blue,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Thank You Vincent Van Gogh
Look what you have left us, Vincent van Gogh
Found hiding under your tormented mind
A vision of your Starry Night in Rhone
The Night Cafe' was revenge of a kind
At Eternity's Gate one sits and cries
But I reside in A Poet's Garden
Thirty seven years of visions disguised
You turned from God as your heart hardened
In suffering your gift...

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Categories: vincent van gogh, appreciation, art, dedication,
Form: Sonnet



Vincent Van Gogh
Vincent Van Gogh
     By Dane Smith-Johnsen

Passion tormenting.
Acceptance?  Unholy flaw.
Vibrant colors capturing,
All alone he saw.
Beyond starry skies at night,
Honored by his vibrant brush.
Cypress glory, bright,
Embedded images hushed.
Country houses, peasants, cows,
Smitten.  His soul crushed.
Chestnut trees.  And coleus.
Perfected by sorrows eyes.
Lilac bushes.  Irises.
Still Van Gogh's soul cries.
Orchards' blossoms, olive trees,
Fields....

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Categories: vincent van gogh, art, death, history, work
Form: Choka
Inspired By the Simple Yet Tragic Act of Vincent Van Gogh
When the heart seeks understanding
When the heart shows true passion
Yet aware, taking the gift of caring
"with a dull ear"
In a distance
The blade glistened
as your package arrived on time
Say they "a madman to degree"
To lose thy hearing for thee!
Yet left behind
a masterpiece
"can you hear me"?

She screamed,
She weeped....

Thanks for mentioning Van Gogh in your write today, John...

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© Cindy Lu  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: vincent van gogh, lonely, loss,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Vincent's Sky
I heard…
he was higher than the starry sky he painted
a genius’ stroke with a sable red brush
dipped in white opium dust 
of pain hidden from the mirror’s occupant
agony twisted darker than the starry canvas
concealed behind glistening constellations of doubt 
to live or die
the artist painted Vincent’s Sky
I know…
the piercing pain of abandoned nights
allegations echoing the...

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© Jim Hirtle  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: vincent van gogh, addiction, art, depression, drug,
Form: Elegy
Vincent Van Gogh Comes Calling For Christmas Holiday Clerihew
VINCENT VAN GOGH COMES CALLING FOR CHRISTMAS

                    V.V.G. was broke again
                    On his way to feast with...

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Categories: vincent van gogh, satire, seasons,
Form: Clerihew
Art Vincent Van Gogh
ART  Vincent Van Gogh
An Afinity of Yellow

The moon is slowly engaging the afternoon sun
and the crows fly randomly o’er the fields
where wheatfields bloom with hues
of radiant energy and bright patches
of yellow imitating the sun
and Vincent, the Artist applies on the canvas
a black stroke here and a black stroke there
before the crows disperse and disappear
his...

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Categories: vincent van gogh, art,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member 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...

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Categories: vincent van gogh, art, love, nostalgiahappy, autumn,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Vincent Van Gogh
Decades of art, and some as oil paintings, 
whereat, had most work made in just the last two years.
Persuades the heart, of similar taste, seems,
fair that, Van Gogh's work may be the best than of his peers.

Vincent van Gogh, Dutch Post-Impressionist,
world-renown painter influenced many.
Pigmented, though touch most, nevertheless,
hurled around saner, with few sense, had he.

Troubled...

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© Hilo Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: vincent van gogh, art, character,
Form: Lento
Premium Member Van Gogh on that starry starry night

When Vincent stumbled home that night through a drizzle of rain ~ 
what was going on inside that teeming, torturous brain?
Did he blaspheme heaven with every profanity and curse?
Or did he gaze in awe at the stars of his exploding universe,
and try to make of their blue and yellow light a poultice for his pain?...

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© Rio Jansen  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: vincent van gogh, art, beauty, color, loneliness,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Here Lies Vincent Van Gogh
Here lies a true genius Vincent Van Gogh
Severed his left ear why we'll never know
Sight of the swirl stars always drew him dream
Behind asylum bars view morning beam



4/13/2019...

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© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: vincent van gogh, death,
Form: Epitaph

Book: Reflection on the Important Things