by pbsartist | Nov 23, 2025 | OPENstudio
the walk along the cobbled stones was nothing new the walk that is I’d been doing it since 2 years old to hear my mother tell the cobbled stones these were the wonder keeping eyes somewhat downcast so as to not twist an ankle despite the well cushioned...
by pbsartist | Nov 21, 2025 | OPENstudio
In a day where crisis seeps in under the doorframe like a mist or a puff of smoke it can take all of ones will or the depth of ones trust to this life to the breath still in lungs to the beat felt there in the chest to move throughout the world believing there is a...
by pbsartist | Nov 19, 2025 | OPENstudio
the smallest gesture remakes the world in time we all weigh it forgetting it is top shelf the one item within our world to which true praise should be given clocks tick to tell us it passes the church tower chimes indicating another turn underneath it all the leaves...
by pbsartist | Nov 17, 2025 | OPENstudio
Today i decide to do nothing No yoga nor pilates No walking the dog or working in the gardens We’ll see how i go It will be an exception if i am able To put the weight of the day into a basket and stand aside Watch the sky rise Leaves fall Birds tell the story of the...
by pbsartist | Nov 15, 2025 | OPENstudio
Today i learned That i am the through line Mistakes missteps fears saddnesses pain caused to others Terrors and fears Realized and imagined They are all me and i am here A line drawn from my first precious breath To the last Today I learned This is...
