Vincent Van Gogh As A Transatlantic Seagull Poem by Bill Grace

Nancy Grace of once upon a time Philadelphia fame
Told me of a seagull she had witnessed
On a trip by boat to Europe,
Leaving port the other gulls turned back to land
But this gull follwed the boat to Europe
Where upon arrival the creature was killed by the European gulls.
Though capable of spinning a good yarn
I do not think Nancy fabricated this story.
It seems Van Gogh was like this gull in art
Solitary in his courage and excellence
Who in his time flew solo to a new world
It makes me less quick to judge in many matters
Lest I become a killer gull.