With Just A Single Brush Stroke Poem by Mark Heathcote

Depending on the artist's medium his pigments
Ambitious colours take centre stage on the page
Take Gauguin for instance, would use bright flat colours
With simple strong-outlines vibrant, sunset-richness
Awoke - feelings dreamy his inner eye could gage
Red foregrounds that were calmed by tree green clusters.

Those set back in the distance with cobalt blue skies
And golden, ripe fields in the midst-of-harvesting
Peasants bent double with just a single brush stroke
Yes, colour transforms and can come to symbolise
Creation its people all their wondrous blossoming
Something likes an emotion with an upstroke-

Turn-of-hand, Van Gogh could make the world swirl alive
The land was a moving field of shimmering locus
Each dash pulsing like a heartbeat pounding for breath
His canvases, radiated with life, he didn't contrive
To impress, his art no matter, where you focus
Has a living energy long, after his death.