Sunflowers

Sunflowers

A Poem by Dayran
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Hot & Tender

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I haven't seen a field of sunflowers

They make these now on posters

Knowing how everyone likes to be ' in.'

Neither did I see a sunflower plant in the garden

In its natural form and setting.

I saw a painting of sunflowers by a man,

Most had thought, a little given to passion.

Had cut his ear to make his point,

To say perhaps, that his life is art, as art is life.

I looked up his painting, and the sun rose in my rum,

I saw what he saw, when he was painting it.

For a moment, I was Van Gogh myself,

But came back down, and saw myself again,

Picked it up, and stopped pretending,

That I was someone else.

Or that I was going to become.

I see that painting everyday today,

It follows me everywhere I go.

I'm unmindful. I just know.

You can't for too long, look at the sun.

 

© 2011 Dayran


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The Van Gogh gallery lists Van Gogh's health condition as being afflicted with epilepsy, bipolar disorder, thujone and lead poisoning, hypergraphia and sunstroke but not a single mention about being shot by a 16 year old. The Vincent Van Gogh Museum in Amsterdam, rejects the recent reports of his death as ' lacking in hard facts.' Van Gogh's death bed comment was, ' I have failed. I shall have to do it again.'

Posted 13 Years Ago


You know this is funny and interesting to me in a small way as I just recently saw something on tv a few days go in regards to Van Gough. We were taught that he cut off his ear because of a love. But this news show for some reason states that what we were taught is completely wrong and that a jealous 16 year old shot him in the ear and killed him.

Even still, going back to what was taught in school rather than paying attention to the media... this was touching and wonderfully written. Great write.

~Anna Rose

Posted 13 Years Ago


Yes another example of how the media tries to create a perfect world by enhancing those photos... the world is not perfect, including nature but that is part of the beauty of the world.

Posted 13 Years Ago


i liked d pattern in which its displayed..well written..:)))

Posted 13 Years Ago


Apparently, too much sun, too little ear--eventually.
A thoughtful work, Sri; touching and melancholy.
I enjoyed it.

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is a vivid glimpse at field and mind, filled with the remnants of van Gogh and scenes of life running free. A beautiful, melancholy journey across your mindscape. I do love to grow sunflowers and melt into them...

Posted 13 Years Ago


Where I live, we have endless fields of sunflowers. Each blossom (hard to call a flower with such a dense and unwieldy head a blossom) turns itself to follow the sun. If one could live in an attempt to emulate their natural course, life would be less stressful, wouldn't it? Well done.

Beth

Posted 13 Years Ago


well um I kinda found this sad as well as beuatiful if that makes any sense. Quite poetic really, I liked this it pulled me in to the moment, well done....xo

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Added on August 23, 2011
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Dayran
Dayran

Malacca, Malaysia



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