Thursday, November 14, 2024

Ghosts Of Artists

Ghosts Of Artists
© Surazeus
2024 11 14

Ghosts of artists, forgotten and ignored, 
linger in drizzle of cold autumn rain 
till David plucks the Halleluyah chord 
and wakes them singing with exquisite pain 
about strange beauty of the universe 
concealed in psychic code of the book curse. 

The poet plucking lyre beside castle hearth 
for king and warriors in the feasting hall, 
relates deeds of his father, god on Earth, 
while they lift cups to trophies on the wall, 
then wanders outside on the garden path, 
relieved to escape tyrannical wrath. 

The painter brushing color on church wall 
for pope and priests in the council room, 
depicts life of the shepherd, god of all, 
who they believe will save all men from doom, 
then gallops horse by the river in mist 
to meet wife of the king in secret tryst. 

The dancer leaping twirls on drama stage 
for banker and clerks in grand theater, 
spreads invisible wings to escape cage 
of heavy flesh as Star Idolater, 
then falls from Heaven back into her head, 
flushed with ecstasy she is not yet dead. 

The poet scribbling verse in bookstore cafe 
for teacher and colleagues in the workshop, 
smokes dream flower while writing how his eye 
perceives the universe in one teardrop 
that splashes in soil by the cabin door 
to wake his soul with truth of petrichor. 

The painter smearing goop on studio floor 
for gallerist and buyers in garage, 
drinks wine red as blood on the moonlit moor 
congealed as woman through spirit mirage 
whose twisted face reimagines the soul 
humanity sells for wealth as their goal. 

The dancer writhing wild in playhouse space 
for journalist and readers in the mall, 
expresses anguish hidden by glass face 
when she imitates sad Icarian fall 
as wingless angel, symbol of mankind 
trapped in this body blind fate has designed. 

Ghosts of Artists, unpaid and mad for fame, 
swirl in divine force of the hurricane 
as they compete to play the prophet game 
for who can better symbolize the bane 
of hope that drives mankind to rule the world 
with fantasy dreamed by the cosmic herald. 


1 comment:

  1. Orpheus speaks to poets, painters, and dancers at the International Conference of Ignored and Unpaid Artists about the importance of focusing on the truth of art over gaining wealth and fame.

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