Short Vincent Van Gogh Poems

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Premium Member CLERIHEW ecphrasis VIII

Vincent van Gogh colourist
often with  yellowed orange did insist
In manic depressive mood swings
this painting* was his last fling
Form: Ekphrasis


Premium Member Metaphor Treasure Hunt

‘The sadness will last forever’
But it will define me never

Inspired by Death Bed Poetry: Vincent Van Gogh by Iza Garcia Alonso, 2025
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Crazy Geniuses

“His cheese slid off his crackers”
He’s hopelessly absolutely wackers 
Like Vincent Van Gogh
His paintings were sold
Sanity nor vanity not a factor
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Reckless Fearless Bad Boy

the girls were all gooey eyed over him
he was a handsome man with ginger hair
an artist, living his own truths
reckless, fearless, a bad boy
Vincent van Gogh

Arty Stuff No 9

Arty stuff No 9

An impressionist called Vincent van Gogh
Developed a bit of a cough,
Whilst shaving one morning
He coughed without warning
And THAT'S how he cut his ear off!!
© Tim Riding  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick


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
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Epitaph

Premium Member DAILY GRATITUDE VINCENT AND THE STARS

Today I’m thankful for the stars and the words of Vincent Van Gogh 
(I hold these in high esteem)

For my part I know nothing of any certainty
but the sight of stars makes me dream.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Fishing Boats On the Beach At Les Saintes - Van Gogh

Inspired by the Painting of Vincent Van Gogh 
                  "Fishing Boats On The Beach at Les Saintes"


    sky stunning sapphire, sand spectacular amber, sail-boats snoozing snug...
Form: Monoku

Premium Member Diagonals

Slashed
across
the surface-
diagonals
in 
a
curtain
of black,white
and violet
strokes

Rain,Auvres Van Gogh


http://en.easyart.com/art-prints/Vincent-Van-Gogh/Rain-at-Auvers-15656.html
Form: Ekphrasis

Premium Member DAILY GRATITUDE COLORS

Today I’m grateful for the variety of the colors in all of us
and in this beautifully colorful world in which we dwell…

as Vincent Van Gogh observed:

One can speak poetry
just by arranging colors well.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Adeline Ravoux - Van Gogh

Painting: Adeline Ravoux   by Vincent Van Gogh

who can comprehend my emptiness (she asks)      i can (says the artist)


written 17 July 2023
Van Gogh Monoku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Di11y Da11y
© John Watt  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Monoku

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 mother
                    Wrapped up his ear
                    As gift for brother
Form: Clerihew

Premium Member Where Did Vincent van Gogh?

Long ago in a fine art show,
I saw, in a wheat field, an old black crow. 
I asked, "Where did Vincent van Gogh?"

The bird blinked and said, "He was Hell bent. 
Some say he was Heaven sent. 
Who knows where Vincent van Went?"
Form: Rhyme

Quantum Leap

done everything in all the leaps i have done
best leap i have ever done vincent van gogh
to put right what once went wrong
is my mission
the one i.m in now is you
the most interesting one because there is no record
of his existence
no one wants him to live.

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?
Form: Ekphrasis

Premium Member I dreamed I was drinking with Toulouse-Lautrec

I dreamed I was in Café Terrace with Toulouse-Lautrec.
We were downing glass after glass of orange triple sec.
And quite drunk, he muttered something that shocked me so ~
he slurred he'd eaten the ear of Vincent van Gogh!
And I jolted awake ~ sunflower bedsheet wrung around my neck.
© Rio Jansen  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

The Cafe Terrace At Night

He remembers times with her.
Sharing moments alone in,
the cafe terrace at night.
Not too long ago.



The Cafe Terrace At Night.
Vincent Van Gogh
For the "Famous Art" contest.

http://artsunlight.com/artist-NV/N-V0002-Vincent-Van-Gogh/N-V0002-0019-cafe-terrace-on-the-place-du-forum-cafe-terrace-at-night.html
Form: Dodoitsu

Premium Member VINCENT AND CHRISTMAS

As tormented as Vincent Van Gogh was…
there was also a lot of wisdom there…
He said: if you truly love nature…
you will find beauty everywhere..

And following his logic…in this season of Noel…
If we truly love Christmas and the holidays
We should be able to find love everywhere
and everyday…as well.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Night in Blue

The Starry Night by Vincent Van Gogh

The night opens up in a swirl of blue.
A yellow crescent moon solos the distant sky, 
Some masked town is central in the midst,
With a pointed church steeple,
Marking the blue-lit sky.
A formidable cypress tree,
Darkens the foreground,
As an artist adds light in the dark.
Form: Ekphrasis

Premium Member Vincent Willem Van Gogh

Vincent Willem van Gogh

Vincent van Gogh—a genius artist par excellence  
As most famously he was known to all,
Whilst mired deep in shades of a frenzied, frantic confusion 
Slices off his left ear he does—faster than he could slice a pear!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
December 15, 2018 (Clerihew)
Form: Clerihew

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?
© Rio Jansen  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

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 Entered into Premiere contest #11 sponsored by Skat A
Form: Clerihew

Somewhere Over the Rainbow

Her asylum at Saint-Remy, eighteen-ninety where 
Vincent van Gogh with palette as paintbrushes 
Cast a vision thus timeless this beauty....
Outside divinities window upon her ledge
In captured their moment yet, no one knew 
His love so true ? Henceforth was sought a way
These heart's what light should stay and back..
Unto the future red, ruby shoes; there, which want not wait.
Form:

Premium Member Autumn

Autumn

I looked up to see
the day receding from me
and it’s falling leaves.
            ***

Note:
   The 'Alyscamps' is an ancient Roman cemetery founded in the 4th century in Arles, France. Vincent van Gogh was inspired by Japanese woodblock prints and expressed his feelings about Japanese art in letters he wrote to his brother Theo and fellow artist Paul Gauguin.
Form: Haiku

Prison Non-Stop

never ending walls
No opening to escape
claw marks on the brick

infinite walking
excercise for the sinners
we're carving out hell

three guards stand watching
mocking the lame sufferers
spitting at our feet

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This is for Abe Lopez's Van Gogh's Van Goghs
Title of painting: The Convict Prison
Artist: Vincent Van Gogh
Year:1890
Form: Choka

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