by pbsartist | Dec 3, 2022 | OPENstudio
like a child learning to walk falling on a soft rug causes no harm giving assurance to try again our bodies take gambling steps teetering unsure of the ground we are on until we realize we can walk here easily in this realm of freedom on this human ground made of...
by pbsartist | Dec 1, 2022 | OPENstudio
stark blank canvas a riot of color and shapetangled vines and shrubs a hidden oasisurban backyard patio the warm sands of a tropical beachrush hour traffic jam the tossed sheets of a warm bed beside a lover inventing gods
by pbsartist | Nov 29, 2022 | OPENstudio
with frown and furrowed brow she cried for a few days then denied the prognosis. the tiny pill taken religiously do you notice a difference I say I notice that my love for you is growing that I no longer can feel the grudge that was lodged in my sternum that when I...
by pbsartist | Nov 27, 2022 | OPENstudio
is there anything more needed in the searchfor remarkablethan what the world supplies each morninglight on treessun coloring the creases between shadowsdimensionless darknessilluminated
by pbsartist | Nov 25, 2022 | OPENstudio
trying to live an ordinary life someone said that I don’t have enough wit to have come up with it myself but I can’t remember who I feel it I get it life seems to be a tug of war between letting the passion that lights up my belly (is that the soul I...
by pbsartist | Nov 23, 2022 | OPENstudio
the inhabitants who first planted, long gone their wake left a shape unfilled daily missed notices in yards delight yellow sunflowers turn toward the sun nonetheless
