This poem is a celebration of love and art... and everything in between.
I'd had a bigger splash with you,
We fell asleep on a van Gogh bed,
Woke with Turner-clouds overhead,
Had lunch of bierwurst
Cut from a Damien Hirst,
Washed down with Picasso wine,
Walked home under a black-sky Lichtenstein,
Repelled the rain with a Magritte brolly,
Shared a Warhol can and Pop Art lolly,
We fell asleep on a Gauguin bed,
Woke to a sky of Rembrandt-red;
Some say that art mirrors life, it is true,
But for me it reflects my love for you.
Chris Fernie, 2006
Poetry by Chris Fernie
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Written on 2006-08-22 at 10:27
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The sky was Hockney-blue,I'd had a bigger splash with you,
We fell asleep on a van Gogh bed,
Woke with Turner-clouds overhead,
Had lunch of bierwurst
Cut from a Damien Hirst,
Washed down with Picasso wine,
Walked home under a black-sky Lichtenstein,
Repelled the rain with a Magritte brolly,
Shared a Warhol can and Pop Art lolly,
We fell asleep on a Gauguin bed,
Woke to a sky of Rembrandt-red;
Some say that art mirrors life, it is true,
But for me it reflects my love for you.
Chris Fernie, 2006
Poetry by Chris Fernie
Read 489 times
Written on 2006-08-22 at 10:27
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