by pbsartist | Aug 28, 2026 | OPENstudio
I am running out of time but time does not run out it rolls on a continuous climb then descent never ceasing or so it seems when only really we’ve not reached the end so keep...
by pbsartist | Aug 26, 2026 | OPENstudio
she said she was trusting the tea leaves I could see that choice after so much taken away the mystery sometimes is all we can believe in the hoot owl screeching beyond the pane in the morning dove coo as if alarm gently waking the engine prodles on to the next stop...
by pbsartist | Aug 24, 2026 | OPENstudio
Okay so where were we one thing has become increasingly clear to me you cannot help us it’s not that you don’t or you don’t want to you can’t there is a big difference she said she was done I wonder at this finality considering her...
by pbsartist | Aug 22, 2026 | OPENstudio
I thought it was a poem about everything something so close to music held by every sense is there anything more than the taste of summer watermelon crisp soup sharp lemon on the tongue the chirp of tree frogs at 4am the swish of tire on damp roadway just...
by pbsartist | Aug 20, 2026 | OPENstudio
we are told a lot for instance just now I am angry thinking about family of origin and created and the notion that we find our tribe I get it all of it what angers me is the disconnect the places we can’t find common ground creating discord why don’t we...
