The Girl Who Loved Van Gogh

The Girl Who Loved Van Gogh

A Poem by Doodley
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Look into the telescope, take my journey to the past,
Through the portal hole to long ago, where time will always last,
See visions of a canvas sky, walk the violet fields of old,
You'll find yourself in Provence now, cast your fear away, be bold.

See the man with the ginger hair? Who sits there all alone?
Like a regal King of fairytale, upon his wooden throne,
His hands adorned with brushes, with his deftly strokes of poise,
He creates a world of masterpiece, filled with life's majestic joys.

Gaze not just on the wonder of the genius of that man,
But also on the ethereal beauty who guides his impulsive hand,
For behind the spark of an artistic soul there lies an inspiring muse,
Who lights his path with all her love, and shows the way for him to choose.

Cannot you see her sadness? The melancholia in her face?
For she gives her heart so freely, yet he does not see a trace,
And as he sits and paints away self-indulged into his art,
She bows her head, fades from view, and her tears slowly start.

In all her sorrow of rejection, she empties her soul and cries,
And lays down in those violet fields, and stares at empty skies;
As you look in my telescopic view, what words would you doth say?
To repair the cracks in her broken heart and guide her on her way?

Wouldst you not take a lonely cloud, and wipe those tears from her eyes?
Wouldst you not absorb her sobs, breathe love into her sighs?
Wouldst you not stir a gentle wind, to blow her fears away?
Wouldst you not become a golden sun, to beam light and hope this day?

For in this telescopic sight does the future collide with past,
As she rises from her sadness slumber to disappear from view so fast,
She leaves no more her softly sobs, nor her songs as she departs,
Just daggers in the violet field and the shards of her broken heart.

Now as this poet downs his withered quill to end his longing rhyme,
The strangest dreams and questions confuse the tendrils of his mind;
Oh! Could she be his destiny? He believes it, but doesn't know,
For he has fallen deep in love with the girl who loved Van Gogh.

© 2018 Doodley



Author's Note

Doodley
A strange little piece of writing that just trickled on to the blank page. An idea that evolved rather differently than i expected.
Any comments are appreciated.

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This is so delicately constructed, beautifully guiding us through a wholly tragic story, with hidden depth left for us to explore, much like the fabulous artist himself. I can definitely belief that this just happened and in half an hour you were staring at the page like where did that come from because all your writing does have the natural, unforced flow yet I am in awe of the insight of your imagination, thoroughly interesting above all. Slightly reminds me of a poem I studied for GCSE: My Last Duchess, both inspired by artwork, but I've got to say I enjoyed yours more.

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

7 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Emma. Not familiar with "My Last Duchess". Will have to look th.. read more



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Wonderful narrative, great flow and I appreciated the rhyme. You served your muse well, with this piece. Thank you.

Posted 6 Months Ago


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Doodley

6 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Christine. I appreciate the kind words.
dear Doodley... perhaps many a girl wishes that an Artist she loves would love her that much...
Love is like a field of Violets... easy ion the heart... peaceful to the soul.. soaking in the sun and delighting in the rain. We all paint a picture in our mind, but only Van Gough can
paint the light. truly, Pat

Posted 7 Months Ago


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Doodley

7 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Pat. I appreciate these insights and your presence on my page.
Just beautiful- makes me see his painting oh so beautiful telling many a story of the hearts longings and desires- beauty so simple if only we humans would learn more from still life- your words are like gentle echos in the wind resounding in the sunlight’s streams warming a frozen heart- such sadness felt by many a souls and what a beautiful place to let the sorrow out but in a field of flowers and colours that can only cure a broken heart- your words paint a perfect picture of love and care for the one your heart deserves- if only we knew the future... if only🌹

Posted 7 Months Ago


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Doodley

7 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Kelly.(About time I addressed you correctly!) I appreciate thes.. read more
‘Thoughts In Time’🌹

7 Months Ago

What a beautifully worded expression of love this was just like one of the beautiful paintings I lov.. read more
This is so delicately constructed, beautifully guiding us through a wholly tragic story, with hidden depth left for us to explore, much like the fabulous artist himself. I can definitely belief that this just happened and in half an hour you were staring at the page like where did that come from because all your writing does have the natural, unforced flow yet I am in awe of the insight of your imagination, thoroughly interesting above all. Slightly reminds me of a poem I studied for GCSE: My Last Duchess, both inspired by artwork, but I've got to say I enjoyed yours more.

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

7 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Emma. Not familiar with "My Last Duchess". Will have to look th.. read more
I love this tribute to a private artist that never experienced much success during his life.
Fascinating view on him and his work over time.
This is well-penned with history in mind.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Josie. Thought you might like this one given your appreciation .. read more
You start and take the reader with you through the telescope into your distant world. I read real poetry in all your writes Doodley. We see the art, the emotions very delicately and beautifully presented in each of your writes. And this one is quite touching. Our heart empathizes with the girls pain as we read this write.
I just loved the way you ended it, the last two verses.
We create a story so beautifully and ultimately fall in love with some characters because we weave theme so well. And this happens with artists.
It is a pleasure reading this write.thank you Doodley for this excellent craft.


Posted 1 Year Ago


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Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Bala. I appreciate the kind words.
Hey Doodley great work! Did you know there is a film coming about Van Gogh in the style of van Gogh? Your poem really reminds of that. The film is painted by a whole bunch of painters, and they animated the paintings of Van Gogh into a short story. It'll be brilliant, just like this fine piece of poety. For some reason I have some avant-garde/expressionistic feeling by this poem, hihi. Sincerely yours, Jules.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Jules. I appreciate the kind words. And yes, i am aware of the .. read more
I would suggest crazy glue for the heart; otherwise, as I always seem to find a uniqueness in Mr. Doodley's hand as he takes to the rhyme.

regards,
al

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for revisiting and reviewing this one, Alfred. I appreciate your time and kind words.
Just superb. Truly. An enjoyable read. A GREAT story. Favorite stanza, by far:

Cannot you see her sadness? The melancholia in her face?
For she gives her heart so freely, yet he does not see a trace;
And as he sits and paints away, self-indulged into his art,
She bows her head, fades from view, and her tears slowly start.

The whole element of unrequited, unrecognized love is so potent, so powerful I can taste it. I wanted nothing more than to slap him across the back of the ginger head with the sopping wet paint brush and tell him to look through his two eyes for a while, rather than settling always for the third!

Your writing is so very skillful. The perfect elements of story, rhyme, wit and romance.

Well done.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Poetic License. I appreciate your extensive review and very kin.. read more
IT'S AMAZING IT'S A LOT BETTER THAN AMAZING


Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Zara. Very kind words. Welcome to my poetic domain.

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