Gauguin
returned from painting
naked south seas women
to tend his friend
Van Gogh.
The painting turned out better
than his ministrations.
Perhaps our present crisis
will propel us to a better future
of worldwide topless
tropical beauty.
A mango in every pot.
Coconut water from the tap.
No stress. No fear.
No tan lines.
(From Paul Gauguin’s “Where Do We Come From? What Are We? Where Are We Going?” currently in the Museum of Fine Art Boston via Living Poetry’s February Visual Poetry Prompt. Note: the bit about Gauguin and Van Gogh is mostly poetic license.)
The benefits of global warming?
When all the lemon trees have died, make coconut-ade.
The last line put a smile on my face. No tan lines!
Glad you liked it.
No tan lines! Brilliant!
Thanks. I pay a lot of attention to other people’s tan lines.
It really has a lot of my focus as well