Dear Vincent

Poem Inspired By:

Wheatfield with Crows

By Vincent Van Gogh

Dear Vincent,

Your wisps

Of wheat

Paint dirt

With green

Putting on

A great display

Of your nature

Lines of Blue

In thick broad strokes

That make

No sense mixed with

Beiges and browns

But somehow

You make the scene

Perfectly

Understood

Black crows

That overtake

The landscape

The whistling air

The rustling wefts

Of dried wheat

Your hearty strokes

Softly creating

Hills and crevasses

That easily entice

Dear Vincent,

Please tell me

About your

Heaven on earth

You’ve shown enough

But I’d love to hear

Dear Vincent,

They say that

It’s your last

Maybe that’s why

It feels so lonely

Dear Vincent,

Share your loneliness

Display your pain

The purest of hearts

In the wheatfield

Where you bled

May 11th, 2023