A Canvas For Van Gogh Poem by Milan Van Zuyen

Art is life projected
With this canvas held dead centre
As life is fully reflected
On flesh that may long remember

The ultimate canvas, is ones own skin
Where is painted the portrait of ones life
Beauty by the marring of flesh herein
Being by strokes of chance, ink, or knife

And each mark will tell a tale
Of some moment caught therein
With daring adventures to regale
Where whence thou story doth begin

Be it now when death is near
Still aye, my marks do me proud
As I have lived truly, I know no fear
Welcoming Grimm, in my best shroud