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).