The Artist

A little bit of sarcastic humor

The artist was a man of the world

His fifth story apartment was decorated with many paintings,

some  of fish, some were landscapes,

and there was even a self portrait or two.

 

His hardwood floors were kept clean and polished,

And his kitchen was spotless

The place often smelled of very dark roasted coffee- one of his many addictions

He drank it black, savoring the way it made him pucker inside and out.

 

On those rare occasions when he saw fit to grace the world with his presence,

he  ran only within the most upstanding social circles.

They frequented the most prestigious social clubs,

they dined at the most expensive restaurants-

of course, they never ate anything with a name you could pronounce in less than four syllables

As was only proper, they drank only finest Italian wines.

 

The artist painted things with substance,

regardless of what the critics said.

Few could gather any meaning from the seemingly random, geometric figures of his  sculpture- but only because most people were too simple minded to understand.

 

He was a master of dabbling in poetry as well.

His compositions seemed nonsensicalacious,

S                    A                           ER          E

         C                    TT         D

 

He could throw      a sentence

from                                   one side of the page

 

 

to the other

                                                            He

                                                      was after all

                                                above such formalities

                                             as

                                                traditional

                                    structure

                                                            or

                                                                        form

 

 

The artist lay down at night on satin sheets

rested his head on silk pillows

He could always rest easy, knowing that the world adored him and his kind.

He was tired, and needed sleep

But then again, everyone in the world slept,

And it was unbecoming of him to act as the rest of the world.

Perhaps someday he would overcome this proletariat, faux luxury as well. 

Reviews

[Emily B]

I still love this.

[Celtic Cat]

Dang it... WC ate my review. This is funny. So far removed from the "starving artist" cliche! His apartment quite reminds me of the one my old monologue coach lived in.... lol
I love that he's considering giving up sleep because it's too common! Priceless!!

[Mr. Misanthrope]

A very unique poem. Original presentation, and also a very interesting description of the main character: he made me keep reading till the end. Your writing shows the style of a well-spoken man with an above average vocabulary.

Well done on this great piece of art. I take off my hat to the Artist.

Luke

[darkgurl]

This is really cute, I enjoyed this write, very creative and well written...Kim

[Andrew Glass]

Humorous and sly. A subtle yet effective shot at the world in which we live.

[Emily B]

Come! Read to me some poem
some simple and heartfelt lay
that shall soothe this restless feeling
and banish the thoughts of day

Not from the Grand Old Masters
Not from the bards sublime
whose distant footsteps echoed
through the corridors of time

For like strains of martial music
their mighty thoughts suggest
life's endless toil and endeavor
and tonight I long for rest.

Read from some humbler poet
whose songs gushed from his heart
like showers from the clouds of summer
or tears from the eyelids start

Such songs have power to quiet
the restless pulse of care
and come like the benediction
that follows after prayer

from "The Day is Done" by Longfellow

Great work!

[Vanessa]

Brilliant!!
I loved your descriptions.. and all of the adjectives you've used here stick to the inside of my brain still.
I don't think I can begin to state my tremendous adoration for your vocabulary..

--vk

[SM Davis]

this was very clever. I'm happy to hear from you, thought you fell off the planet. :+)
Well done!