SELF PORTRAIT BY VINCENT VAN GOGH

nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

The eyes portray
Deep wells of sorrow
Within this moment
No thoughts tomorrow
The painting shows
The broken will
Loneliness again
To begin.

Each line a battle
Of an endless war
Each shred of torture
To explore
The world must see
Must understand
The artist who
Before them stands.

The rainbow is sweet
With coloured wings
Upon a sunlit sky
A lark it sings
The hazy fields
Its golden corn
The rich earth
Each year reborn.

If art could touch
As it touches me
In vibrant echo
The need to see
To feel the world
To grip my soul
Fate it deems
I will not grow old.

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  • orchidee

    Good write N.
    We know why he is facing that way, sadly. Meanwhile - Oh no, not a corny 'hear, hear' ('ear, ear') joke from me! lol.

    • nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

      thats cruel lol

      • orchidee

        It\'s naughty - a dark joke.
        Here\'s another one - how did he wear specs?! This terrible joking from me must stop. lol.
        But he could still hear, of course, with both ears.

        • nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

          you are terrible, but funny lol

        • sorenbarrett

          A lovely write about a misunderstood artist that sadly took his own life before fame reached him. This poem reminds me of ''Don McLeans song Vincent it is well worded and nicely woven and a fave

        • Goldfinch60

          He will always be with us Norman, his artwork is there for us all to enjoy for eternity.

          Andy

        • Poetic Licence

          Nicely composed write of an artist as with so many of them, are misunderstood and their skills not fully appriciated until they have passed. As with many greats they were troubled souls, enjoyed the read

        • gray0328

          Very well done Norman

        • NafisaSB

          well said, and you have captured the essence of his sorrow



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