Coloring Outside the Lines

Luc Bat is a Vietnamese form of poetry I blogged about earlier this year. The name means, “six, eight” and refers to the alternating lines of six and eight syllables. There’s also a fun rhyme scheme, which I diagram in my other post.

“Coloring Outside the Lines” was my first attempt at a Luc Bat poem; it will appear in my second book, Event Horizon, which I plan to self-publish in June. This poem celebrates the space arts provide for us to be children again. This is more important than we realize since we remain children of God no matter how grown up we are.

Coloring Outside the Lines

It’s A-OK to pound
a piano (for sound) when you
can’t beat the floor and fume.
Screaming is fine in music at
times but not on a street
corner. Splattering paint on the
wall will often earn a 
whoopin’.  But paint thrown against plane
engines, speckling runways, 
is met with great acclaim as art.

Statues can run round stark
naked but live nudes startle men.
Sword fights are risky when
they’re not confined to pen and page.
Sobbing or fits of rage
are quite at home on stage but not
in other public spots.
Clearly, we’re not robots.  Maybe
arts create space to be
kids again, to make believe, to
wail without caring who
hears.  We can strip down to our bare 
souls and run (if we dare),
and play with all God shares, dreaming
in crayon, coloring
outside the lines of things defined.

Published by mrteague

Teague McKamey lives in Washington state with his wife and two children. Teague’s poetry has appeared in several journals and in self-published books. He blogs at and In all areas of life, Teague desires that Christ may be magnified in his body (Php. 1:20).

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