As Our Hands Do Meet

As Our Hands Do Meet

As our hands do meet

We bring art to our bare feet

As we squeeze out the tube of paints

As if, Jackson Pollock art droplets started to rain

As the paint splatters over our artistic hands

We twist the strong clean canvas

Stretched and thrown

As the painted rain falls gracefully down

Onto the canvas on the ground

I feel the wet paint everywhere

Almost as if, Jackson Pollock were here

As our hands grip and meet

The paint speaks in its own notes of music artistry

Toria

12/7/2023

Image credit to Alvin Harrison Art