by pbsartist | Mar 11, 2018 | Uncategorized
It just occurred to me it makes no difference that I’ve read it dozens of times it just occurred to me occurred to me ‘latin: to go meet’ it just occurred to me that when fear is let into my gut there is absolutely no room in there for the assurance...
by pbsartist | Mar 6, 2018 | Uncategorized
‘talking in ink to a pice of paper’ galway kinnell My God what have you made me! so small, so worthless, yet so obsessively driven to see warmth hit the heart of just one dear friend.
by pbsartist | Mar 4, 2018 | Uncategorized
The light has not yet lifted this dark from the walls from the space beyond the flickering candle flame There is shadow and grey mottling the shape of things in front of me I have been here before I am not frightened As I have been before There is no...
by pbsartist | Feb 27, 2018 | Uncategorized
Nearly gone I know that rising now-as it’s come to be termed- perhaps for the last time for days. I take it as whole nonetheless. it is this one day my allotment of hope.
by pbsartist | Feb 25, 2018 | Uncategorized
there is this calling sometimes when the sky is darkest and I can barely believe in the sun said to always shine this it looks like a light hoped-for at the end of a tunnel there is this assurance sometimes when there is so much good my heart bursts with compassion...
