Concrete beneath seats
of listeners
Chalk artists
creating frames for the
next rainfall
Wash away
sun burnt big toes
beads of sweat
on sunglasses
Spoken word next to
handrails
The river below
huffs the wind
Spits it
to the current
of artistry
waving back from shore
Cancel the 12:50
replace the interruption
with impromptu colors
of the rainbow
Let children wander
under bridges
and pop balloons
filled with water
Color paint
Let the world
around us drink
water of guitar strings
and gaze at
ambient light
with star-struck eyes
Let the world
revolve around
lightning bolt revolt
Protect sacred
performing stages
Say yes to
Art-spired revolution
Jun 21, 2017
Jun 21, 2017 at 5:00 PM UTC
Concrete beneath seats
of listeners
Chalk artists
creating frames for the
next rainfall
Wash away
sun burnt big toes
beads of sweat
on sunglasses
Spoken word next to
handrails
The river below
huffs the wind
Spits it
to the current
of artistry
waving back from shore
Cancel the 12:50
replace the interruption
with impromptu colors
of the rainbow
Let children wander
under bridges
and pop balloons
filled with water
Color paint
Let the world
around us drink
water of guitar strings
and gaze at
ambient light
with star-struck eyes
Let the world
revolve around
lightning bolt revolt
Protect sacred
performing stages
Say yes to
Art-spired revolution
A poem I wrote after Artspire 2017 in La Crosse, Wis., where I volunteered to emcee the spoken word/storytelling stage by the Mississippi River (and read as well).
