Poem -

A Beautiful Madness

for Van Gogh

A Beautiful Madness

 It is true that my only real universe 
 is the certifiable one
 that lives inside my mind 

 but I still have space
 space for possibility
 the possibility to think and reflect
 and to paint

 madness, being my best friend
 when he knocks on my door
I welcome him in, gladly

 we paint
 we paint

almost as if
my heart be in my hand
we spread the joy
through tears of disgust and loneliness  
 
together, eyes closed
brushing our next masterpiece
 
who cares if anybody likes it?
 
it’s mine, hell it’s ours?
 
and I shall find a place for it
maybe madness wants to take it home?
placing it on his own mantelpiece?
 
I admit, I miss him dearly
when he has to leave
 
never knowing if he’ll ever return?
 
but, he always does
and for today
i’m truly satisfied
with what we have achieved
 
this…
 
a beautiful madness.
 

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Marion

Shirley I really like the way you have written this as if from inside the mind of Van Goch himself. A really clever and imaginative write which I absolutely enjoyed reading x

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GREG TUCKER THE...

I did not realize you wrote this about Van Gogh. I actually thought you were creating from your own universe.  This is something I absolutely relate to.  

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Shirley Harrison

Hello dear Greg, I'm sure millions can relate too this, it's hard work being alive especially when we feel such passion and artistic value wrapped up inside us. I'm so pleased you can relate I can too. Thank you so much for coming by to tell me. It's a magic world we have to drive our own cars on our own roads in which ever way may suit us... 🌹

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Mark Olcott

Oh how I love this! 

I've had a life long love of the man, his art, his resilience, courage, his passion and genius. Thanks for this perfect moment!

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