running like a beggar
from place to place
hot cold light shadow
trying to find a quiet
room table bench
inside outside running
hiding from noise
noise noise in ill
run inconsiderate
communal lodgings
where artist tries
desperate to write
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Writer's Hitting Concrete Noise Walls writer's silence seeking writer's hitting concrete noise walls simple theme running running from place to place, from place to place running running from noise from noise running trying to find a quiet; place to write is a noise noise writer's curse the search for a quiet place to write, the search for a Shangri-La sanctuary a little quiet time to think about possibilities the beauty of words; to explore the beauty of mind journey dream rides artistic horizons yet running running running, running headlong into noise concrete walls running bounce bang bumps on head into concrete walls dropping bumps on head stopping writing is bumps on head noise cursed writer with no quiet silent place to write writer's silence seeking writer's hitting constant frustrating concrete noise walls; Copyright © Terence George Craddock
The Beauty Of Mind Journey Dream Rides simple theme, running from place to place, from noise trying to find, to find a quiet place to write, to write larger artistic issues, the search, for a quiet place to write hiding from noise, is an obvious artistic problem, artist plaguing sometimes life poems, require a little quiet time, to read to think about beauty in words, to explore beauty mind, journey dream rides Copyright © Terence George Craddock
simple theme, running from place to place, from noise, trying to find a quiet place to write; of course the poem addresses larger artistic issues, the search for a quiet place to write, hiding from noise is an obvious artistic problem, sometimes poems require a little quiet time to think about the beauty of words, to explore the beauty of mind journey dream rides
Liked the beginning: “running like a beggar from place to place, ” but got lost in the words. Didn’t seem to paint a concrete picture.
I wrote the poem 'Artist Running To Create', inspired by a comment on my poem 'Hiding From Noise', by the poet Birgitta Abimbola Heikka and dedicated to Birgitta Abimbola Heikka.
noise is not concrete, it is sound sensory, noise can be music an art form, or irritant loud disturbing, an artist running from noise trying to find a quiet place, 'desperate to write' create is a universal simple theme
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Escaping Noise Block Concrete Walls simple theme running running from place to place from place to place running running from noise from noise running trying to find a quiet place to write; is a noise noise writer's curse the search for a quiet place to write the search for a Shangri-La sanctuary a little quiet time to think about possibilities the beauty of words, to explore the beauty of mind journey dream rides artistic horizons Copyright © Terence George Craddock