by pbsartist | Nov 7, 2017 | Uncategorized
passers by open your eyes do you not see it can you not hear it the buzz of the distant factory keeps the mind calm like the sound of a hum; an OM but this, do not miss it here on this petal perfect the small black dot-bug evidence of more to...
by pbsartist | Nov 5, 2017 | OPENstudio
I asked a friend recently a friend in my head mind you not a friend sitting across from me in the bar holding her beer glass as I was using the index finger to wipe away sweat drops from the condensation of cold drink in warm air from the swelled glass form if she...
by pbsartist | Nov 3, 2017 | OPENstudio
the rooster crowed the thunder clapped the breeze rustled the tires swished and all I could hear was the push and the pull of my rubber-gloved hand dipping and squeezing rubbing and scrubbing away the spills and the accidents. I ask myself in the moments after...
by pbsartist | Oct 31, 2017 | Uncategorized
clear sky speckled with fluff of clouds hugging tight their dewy drops green grass so blue the sun comes out to dance in it i heard too a bird say not sing not chirp it said oh, what a beautiful sweet moment this day.
by pbsartist | Oct 29, 2017 | OPENstudio
what happens when your old habits come into the new you life you’ve created thinking it has nothing to do with and no similar form to that last and you face down same old in a new body and a new bliss that you hadn’t seen coming even though you fully...
