(originally posted her May 2013)
“At Eternity’s Gate”
Painting by Vincent VanGogh
From Wikipedia.org
sadness turns into pathology
when tears flow unbidden
in rusty red rivulets
rutting the cheeks
when joy slips and slides
lost of handholds
on woe-heaving hearts
when smiles are stillborn
on quivering sighs
and hopelessness settles
its dullness in eyes
surrendered of light
when even strong judders
of anger and fear
fail to energize spines
and refocus the mind
Writer Lynne Sargent
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What an accurate portrait, beautifully pained.
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to live it is to write it
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Amen.
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