Dear Theo (tribute poem to Vincent van Gogh)
Vincent face the sun
hold on to your gun
Can see me?
Can you hear me?
I am a chair
I am a flower
blowin' in the open fields
Sunflower seeds harvesting
inside of me
Raw sienna
Cadmium yellow
and cobalt blue
are the colors I choose
What else can I do?
Vibrating grass
empty canvas
Now there is nothing left
but these cold paintings
these vibrating portraits
and couples walking hand in hand
Dear Brother
Do you understand?
Do you have a light
in this starry night?
(written 1996 - Patrick John Mills
3 comments:
You are multi-talented, Dear Patrick!
I think it's the contrast between his very lonely and hopeless life and the colorful swirls of his ecstatic paintings that makes Van Gogh so touching. How can such marvels come out of such despair?
Patrick you are so correct when you call Vincent brother, we as artists feel his kinderen spirit. We feel the good and the pain, sacrifice what is normal to people whom do not understand our quest to create. Moreover, I feel a tear in my eye and in my heart when ever I hear Starry,Starry Night!
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