in anxiety crisis
sometimes
words
will not flow
in time
a few hours
days weeks
art may return
with a rush
like a puppy
wanting to play
catch up
chase ball
art playful
or pensive
plays on art terms
sometimes
art just wants
sunshine and roses
sometimes
art is a lolly scramble
every child
for his or her self
art thrown away
like candy blesses
other catching lives
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem