The Art Part of Us

After the parade

You and others accelerate the imprint of persona

Your Mona Lisa

Staring gently and “jiggy-artsy” into the eyes of

Then, Now and Not Sure … Yet

Your sweep of spirit

Symphonizes all the hands of all the lands

And an assembly of art activates a movement

That tenderizes tenacious tunes & tones

And flips the plumage of pages where words waltz in vivacious silence

That propels orchestrated brushwhisps

And snapshots the spacelessness in timelessness

That cascades a tippy-toe tango of aeronautical linguistically rich storytelling

And stirs savory sassiness on a platter

That hatches hip-flingin’ and lip-wingin’ improv

“I’m wingin’ what I’m singin’ and flingin’ right now!’”

And cradles the ladle of freely being your own masterpiece

That calligraphies sexy landscapes upon urns of tales

And plants laughter, imagination and curiosity in the pots of children’s budding infinity

That yoga-fies the world with mantras of peace and compassion

And slapsticks the comedian who’s best joke is happily dating his microphone

That nudges the rapper whose rhythm & rhyme are kindling a teenager’s dreams

And snuggles up with the street folk who are hopscotching inside chalk lines

That composes wood carvings foraging cravings of

“How can I make love to this?”

This …

This …

This ...

This seed of us

The art of being human

Your sweep of spirit

Symphonizes all the hands of all the lands

And an assembly of art activates a movement ...

I submitted this for the After the Parade Challenge. Thanks for reading, and for considering a clicked heart, comment, Pledge and Tip if you so choose. See more of my writing and info about me here: Jessica Amber Barnum