Vincent Poems

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 
    

Vincent Damon Furnier

Vincent Damon Furnier
his musical acts are funny
when asked why he is so strange
he could only say Alice is my first name

Undergrowth with Two Figures by Van Gogh

Two figures in a meadow of years
crowns with lilacs are their memories
moments of beauty but also tears
Now, but ghosts, they amble silently

Often they walked here in younger days
in life, they journeyed, his hand with hers
Searching for the sun in a grey malaise
a summer rain couldn't wash their tears

They like to stroll here 'neath pastel skies
among

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?

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.

Vincent Van Gogh

His life came to a ruinous end
Plummeted into insanity
The red-bearded painter 
With his self-hatred, despair and desperation for understanding
He drank yellow paint thinking it would make him happy 
Locked up in a mental asylum that would shatter any person’s self-belief
Deceived Vincent cut his earlobe in an unforeseen calamity 
But he channelled the awful torment into

No Expectations

Can a song be so sad it becomes beautiful?

A record listened to with such incessance
Its needle scratches and wobbles
Becomes desperate new notes for the melody?
The song unrecognizable to the listener
Without its own personalized warp
From a thousand roundabout journeys?

Try
Hurrah For The Riff Raff’s Good Time Blues (An Outlaw’s Lament)
Or their Ogallala
Try on Steve Earle’s Last Words
Or

St Vincent Calling

How dare you I thought to the questioner
Out of bounds

The NPR reporter asks Annie Clark aka St. Vincent
Are you, are you, you know ok?
Referencing her latest song Smoking Section
Ok so maybe she takes pills I don’t know
Lives on the stage
Of bravery or depravity but it’s just a way
It’s ok
Like as Robert Plant once said in

Orchard with Cypresses A painting By Vincent Van Gogh

In sunlit fields where olive trees grow,
Vincent wandered, mind aglow.
The blue of skies, a restless sea,
Matched the turmoil he longed to free.

The cypresses stood tall and proud,
Dark green fingers, reaching the cloud.
They whispered secrets to the breeze,
Of madness, pain, and transient peace.

Golden hues of wheat did dance,
In the light’s eternal trance.
A vivid orange, a burning

Picture or preten-sion??

I knew it was not Alberts style.' Namatijira with scenes so
Bold and wild..The name of fame it caught me though.!! Guess its
All part of (the game?) Noteriety,  quick expos'e yet I can't
Help but wish for better.' I think  art? (in this case specially)! 
Shows the creator? in the letter..And not the spirit of

word USP IV vincent

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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

Invincibly Vincent

"invincibly Vincent"


staring at the sun
blinding my eyes

starry starry
nights might

i wish
to see

sun
flowers

Vincent Van Gogh

Misunderstood genius losing his eyesight, child's finger painting.

Irises POTD

an asylum's garden~irises full of life without tragedy

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