Tuesday, June 2, 2009

A poem saluting performers

Tonight, I'm thinking about the privilege of an audience witnessing a performer immersed in artistic expression. I love watching a dancer, singer, or musician perform live. I feel like I have been given special access to what drives the performer's soul. Hope you enjoy this poem!


Hushed voyeurs await
flashes of flamenco crimson.
Furious heel taps build
waves of thunderous precision.

Crowd voices intensify
guitarist mesh with instrument.
Burrowing deeper into chords
musician stretches the soul.

Submerging into self music
the performer surrenders caution.
Transfixed by intimate spectacle
all outsiders envy such marriage.


kisatrtle said...

this is really good. I liked it a lot.

Juliet Colors said...

A vivid word picture. I recognize that voyeuristic feeling.

Anonymous said...

you have such a way with words! what a delightful poem! your use of words and the ability to paint a picture in my head, are great! you have such beautiful talent! i'm so glad you have this outlet and that we are all blessed to be able to share it with you!

i love your new look! the blue background and purple flower are very calming!

T Rex Mom said...

I always appreciate your words. It made me think of the last time I attended a recital.

By the way, I love the new photo at the top.

Joanne said...

As someone who loves going to concerts, I "get" every bit of this piece. They are such an amazing artform, the stage the canvas for the artist. Your last two lines beautifully delineate the relationship between audience and performer.

The Write Girl said...

Great poem. I love this line: "flashes of flamenco crimson."

You have quite a talent : )

Warren Baldwin said...

Writing poetry takes a special gift. Good job!

Creativity!! said...

Lovely Poem :)
Crowd voices intensify
guitarist mesh with instrument. awesome lines :)
Come up with many more poems :) Thanks a Lot For sharing :)

Heather said...

Oooh, fantastic!! I, too, share your love for performers. The see such extreme talent played out in front of you... it's moving. :)

Wendy said...

great poem, i like your new look too!

H.K. said...

I wish I could write like you! I could picture every movement, feeling, & sound as I read your poem, I felt like I was there!

Sneaky Momma said...

Beautiful. I can see your words exactly. :)
Love your new look!

Michelle said...

That's a great and moving piece, Kelly! I can only hope that the wee ones find something that provides them with passion like you describe.

rightonmom said...

That was so good and descriptive. Amazing how you can convey such information with such few words!

Jenners said...

Hey -- I love your new photo! It really pops!

And the poem is great. I love how you liken it to a marriage between them!

CDB said...

Beautiful, just gorgeous. I love the new header photo and look as well.. you like to keep us all guessing!

Randi said...

Beautiful photo in my favorite color.

Loved the poem! As someone who used to be in amateur dance performances, I can say that you've captured the essence.

Dani said...

Great poem! This doesn't happen to have anything to do with So You Think You Can Dance does it??? :)

Gerri said...

Beautiful Kelly :)

Kim said...

I haven't been to a performance of any kind in so long. I used to love going to a concert or a play. I agree that as the audience you do become envious. I remember seeing one of my favourite female singers (chantal kreviazuk) in concert several years ago and wished I could express my sadness/happiness the way she does so beautifully!