this poem reflects some of the paintings of VanGogh.. I think they tell as story.. so do most of the work of painters ....so I have read them and this is what I saw
TRAVELING VAN GOGH
once upon a Starry Night we sat gazeing at Starlight over Rhone on that small Street in Aveurs, sipping coffee the table had a small vase of Sunflowers you spoke of desires to take a trip of places we have made love in the pass causeing me to blush at the very words recalling The Olive Trees, Vineyard At Aveurs your Bedroom at Arles, then I begged you please stop kind sir for I am all a flush I then recalled the sweetest moment of all your carrying me over The Drawbridge at Aries to the narrow Alley des Alyscamp kissing me all the way at A wheatfeld with Cypresses we lay in LaMeridienne me with my head on your chest in the warm afternoon sun, listening to music hearing laughter from the farms near Auvers I still recall the orchard filled with Peach Blossoms it was spring then even the MulberryTree was in bloom but it grows late now and the stars no longer wink so lets climb to the Populars on a Hill, that over look the Garden with Flowers, snuggle good night and say Adiu until we meet again
The Didaniyisgi is the second book in the fifteen book series, The Adventures of Lord Belmundus, a remarkable tale of others worlds, strange customs, beauty and warfare; and, in its grips, lands a young celebrity, who has the chaps to play the many p
The Didaniyisgi is the second book in the fifteen book series, The Adventures of Lord Belmundus, a remarkable tale of others worlds, strange customs, beauty and warfare; and, in its grips, lands a young celebrity, who has the chaps to play the many p
The ancient kings of Whitehawk were all too aware of the temptation of magic. They could feel its threat, a presence in their courts, a serpent slithering at their feet, even entering into their beds.
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(a courtly bow to the lady wordsmith)
~Jackie~
Love PJ