“Music Of The Brush”


Through Harold’s Lens:

Strings across strings
Ave Maria
Haunts your heart.

Reeds on lips
Harlem Nocturne
Nurtures your desires.

Sticks on skins
Drum Sex
Transports you to deep dark.

Sable hair strokes colors
Mona Lisa
Invites you to explore beauty.

12 responses

  1. The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
    Are also on the faces of the people walking by
    A photographer waits
    A moment in time
    The lens poised and ready
    Won’t allow the moment to fly
    And the picture so captured
    endearingly sweet
    Takes my mind on a journey
    On an invisible street.


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