SIX FOOT

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This poem was a venture of sorts into the brilliant but troubled mind of Vincent Van Gogh. With just a touch of some of my own personal emotions stirred in. The quote cited in this poem was taken from Vincent Van Gogh's suicide note. -Spence

SIX FOOT



Once I held happiness, but lost her embrace
Now my memory struggles to make out her face

Long ago, I grew tired of searching
Nowadays, I grow tired of waiting

What have I done to deserve this life?
How many ways can fate find to take my light?

I live my days loving freely,
But no one accepts the notion
Angel of death, once I ran,
Now I accept your potion

But the Angel’s ears take not heed
As my mangled heart so ever slowly bleeds

Van Gogh said the sadness will never leave

One day I will end it myself
Untouched, my story will sit upon some shelf

When I’m gone, my possessions the world,
you will reap

Six foot doesn’t seem so deep


"The sadness will never go away"
VVG


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Skite commented on SIX FOOT

06-14-2010

Great tribute, he's one of my faves ever......love both...:)

knight4696 commented on SIX FOOT

06-13-2010

WOw SuSpence ... A Nice tribute poem to a very talented artist. Very creative indeed. Nice Job! :) Ken

SuSpence

06/13/2010

Thanks knight, I am glad you liked this one, I try to be creative and unique on each write, makes it more interesting to write them. ~Spence

dumdumdj commented on SIX FOOT

04-27-2010

love the line....untouched...my story will sit upon some shelf....you're a very talented writer

simoneaugustus commented on SIX FOOT

04-26-2010

'Once I held happiness/ but lost her embrace' I was mesmerized from the first line. You have such talent!

NitaBoo commented on SIX FOOT

07-03-2009

Wow....pretty cool. Very reminiscent of Van Gogh and his tragedies....

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

SuSpence’s Poems (53)

Title Comments
Title Comments
Eyes Of Hazel One 6
Each New Day 16
The Tomorrow Dream 43
What See You 19
Nirvana (Haiku) 13
Sonnet 3 21
The Poetry Of Time 33
Mirrored Souls 33
My Open Broken Heart 20
Passing Thoughts 16
Sonnet 1 19
Ode To My Love 17
Angel With Butterfly Wings 20
Procrastinati
on
16
A Conversation in Appreciation 13
Miranda's Song 14
The Sarasota Blues 27
Highku 22
Tripping Stream of Consciousness 35
Along The River's Breath 51
Sometimes... 37
Transport 34
Love Never Knows 39
SuSpence's Dream 33
Ode to the Beatles (acrostic challenge) 18
The Generation Who Sold The World 30
Christine 24
Glenn Beck (Haiku) Compilation 32
The Tragic Tale of Alejandro Vega 56
Ballad of the Lost Man 32
Gulf of Fire (Haiku) 34
Fade to White 34
Ugly World 53
Searchin' for Love 26
Lost am I 28
Shards of Me 27
The Sadness, 10
The New Moon 18
I Imagine, 13
Lovesick, Lonesome Blues 11
SIX FOOT 11
Beautiful Poet 10
The Morning Sun 5
A Question for Love 13
Realm of Delusion 26
Simply Thoughts of You 9
Caught Staring 6
The Edge of the Headlands 3
In My Mind... 15
Thoughts of Natalia 14
A New Path 10
Daydream 12
Gone is my Sunshine 17