Monday, October 19, 2015

20151020 (creative effort)



Work as defined by Bertrand Russell is

Moving an object having weight at or 

Near the earth’s surface or telling 

Someone else to do so having spent

Most of my career in the latter aspect

I can truly state I far and away prefer

The former despite the many ways of

Besmirching the trades such as work

Expands to fill the time allotted or

There’s no way to tell when someone

Is thinking about the work or just not

Doing it I often felt that if the supervisor

Didn’t come in the work for the day 

Would get done as well or better

Certainly at a lower cost but sculls

Have coxswains orchestras conductors

Marching bands drum majors et cetera

Ad nauseam individual workers artists

And the like may have muses but they 

Produce by inspiration except for 

Patrons nobody tells them to hurry up

Get your ass in gear change this

Paint this out the control is in their

Hands unless someone’s teaching

Them you can’t put pressure on a

Scalpel without holding it thus

They demonstrate of course like the 

Rest of us their consciences can

Eat into performance echoes

Of old demons still have to be

Rebuffed you’ll never learn that’s

Stupid give up go away hide in a

Hole and never come out slit your

Wrists you just don’t have it

Drinking helps sometimes but it 

Complicates matters unburdened

Visions can be glorious if they look

As good in sober light that might be

Your path substitute drugs sex music

There’s no guarantee concepts which

Don’t blossom in a study will bloom

In a studio who knows when a walk

Will be a waste of time or the path 

Through the woods who says your

Next cantata will be your last go 

Out on a high note and miss

Producing another seven great

Works not your best but better

Than the first that made heads turn

Working has changed you’re not 

In it only for yourself anymore

Whether you’ve stacked up awards

Rewards to keep you in comfort

Should you age like Methuselah

The spirit must out if you have to

Pry it out with anger envy despair

Madness might do it by then it’s 

Just you and your product you’ll

Wonder who’s in charge here






c. J.S.Manista, 2015

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