Van Gogh Vision Poem by Kirby Wright

Van Gogh Vision

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1.
Hear helicopter? she asks.
Not helicopter, I say,
Just fan carving
Our morning, cutting
Dreams from their moorings.
Birds on front lawn
Retreat to the Dutch Elm.

2.
Inside sculptured head of
Van Gogh on library lawn
Is nest. When chicks hatched,
When they flew off
Through Van Gogh’s eyes,
They became visions
Feathering into blue.

Van Gogh Vision
Monday, July 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: birds,dreams,reality
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Kirby Wright

Kirby Wright

Honolulu, Hawaii
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