Once Upon A Time Artists Poem by Terence George Craddock

once I was an artist
in the distant long ago
in that never knowing time

not knowing where we
were going to room live
for how cheapest long

eating spice poverty
living on food specials
artistic wet dreams

phantom words
never paid pity rents
lined skint lives

once I was an artist
living on paradise words
pulse beat artistic visions...

once I was an artist
walking razor blades
between poverty lines

sliding down gutsy
razor sharp razor blades
using balls as breaks

artists living on nickles dimes
stretching resources elastic bands
to perishable rim winter limits

breaks snap irreparable breaks
deleted mass unsponsored artists
no patron no fame no incomes

too many words rushing waters
chokes muddies empty tills
sa la vie unrecognized artists...

slipping shedding empty times
disappearing through time mists
pouring petrol for a few bucks

sucking up combustion fumes
art falls on sword in slayed lands
beware dated filling gas bottles

'life is whatever, whenever' is
life paid on oil forcourt serves
even minimum wage oats eats


Copyright © Terence George Craddock