Long Paul gauguin Poems

1.    John Desmond Patrick Keegan
2.    Alfred, Lord Tennyson 
3.    Sally Aline Mae Beller
4.    Charles Edward A. Berry
5.    Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce...

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PROLOGUE:

For what's in a name,
That Shakespeare untamed,
A lyric gained fame,
But when it became,
A different ball game,
For one who's insane.

Yet if twin Yanks say 'Gogh' , 'tis equivalent
might meant, to be, like 'goes',
Dutch disagree, cite, annunciation,
could...

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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...

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The King's Wife - Te Arri Vahine

Gauguin’s painting of “The King’s Wife,”
immortalized a goddess of Tahiti, Pacific paradise.
Mesmerizing mahogany muse memorializing his canvas,
she’s a tropical Venus on a bed of forest green grass.
Nature’s umbrella, a...

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Van Gogh's Yellow House

On the corner of a cobblestone street, a yellow house stands,
and nearby, a bistro to eat in, and a café where friends meet,
are illuminated by a sulfur sun under a cobalt sky.

A...

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Van Gogh's Severed Ear

I leaf through memories as if pages in my mind,
And I can’t find the one I’m searching for.
Like a distraught painter much maligned,
I can’t find the reason to live for anymore.

Inside my...

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The plague knew my infinite hulk 
in 1769, crept through the Polynesian crystal
onto my outstretched archipelago
black sands and white sands and volcanoes
speaking the purple language,
the queen’s English to the farmer’s French,
and drank from the palm...

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Mid-life street woman from red town
she was...I grew up with her under 
mango trees now softly drooping
their shoulders much like hers.. but she,
still contoured  like a Paul Gauguin urn, is wrapped
in arms lovely in...

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A prose poem based on Copotronic love (Scifie)
by Tamanna Ferdous
One day, I was all prepared to test him about his IQ.

After testing him with different questions in general knowledge,

I read him from an antique Bengali...

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Thick swirls of paint coat the blue night sky,
Luminescent stars ablaze: yellow white orbs, large in size.

Whirling white clouds under the crescent moon,
Above the asylum’s window the night sky blooms.

Below the rolling hills rests a...

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An existential waiting for Godot,
when aggravated, drinking much Bordeaux,
could even bring Thoreau dismay and woe,
to mutilate one’s ear like poor van Gogh.
When we despair, impatience flaring, though,
in spite of claims of piety, we show
our unbelief...

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The elemental powers,
Of natural scenes to paint.
Combined with intangible drama,
In a time so far and quaint.

Below the hills of Arles,
All the landscapes thrive.
The hands of Vincent Van Gogh,
Painted them alive.

Enveloped by harmony of things,
While he...

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"Life being what it is when one dreams of revenge," ... Paul Gauguin

Light seasoning dash a chain last resort
as zephyr courses an edged clement squeeze ...
sun gods and goddesses front more ... last sort.
Muzzled chartreuse...

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