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The writer.
The painter.
A visionary, a prince
of colors and fluid
pencils and oils
brushes alit.
The canvas, his script
of life.
"I am the holy spirit,
I am whole in spirit."
He echoes in atrophy
through his paradise.

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Poetry.com 3.8 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 9 reviews.
ex poet More than 1 year ago
hope to be
Matt Kaiser More than 1 year ago
Nice poem. If you want, you can try to become a famous poet. That's a kind of artist.
Kaiser Dahal More than 1 year ago
forgive me if i'm wrong but this is wrong impression of the same guy who cuts his own ear off.
Natasha Volkova More than 1 year ago
I liked it, but I imagin Van Gohg to be a bit different
KR BALAKRISHNAN More than 1 year ago
Agree with Natasha.
Rachel Trumble More than 1 year ago
I like the imagery you use. VanGogh is one of my favorite artists. 
Coy Day 28 days ago
Chris Misdary More than 1 year ago
But the poem needed a lot of work... good try for you, or for VanGogh :)
Terry Bourke More than 1 year ago
Good storyline
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