by pbsartist | Mar 11, 2026 | OPENstudio
and the crow flies and the frog chirps and the dog runs the snow lays upon the frozen earth the branches bow to the light there flickering through their crystal-ed hands
by pbsartist | Mar 9, 2026 | OPENstudio
newsreels deliver destruction catastrophe and it is there the suffering and the loss I do not turn my face away but also we see only as far as our sight line for reason the crystal bedecked branches twinkling in the street light morning’s...
by pbsartist | Mar 7, 2026 | OPENstudio
the tarp covers the car billowing the scooter motors by puttering the bird rises from the wire flitting the dog lies in the soft earthen umber delighting I watch and see it all enthralled
by pbsartist | Mar 5, 2026 | OPENstudio
I used an ax chopped right through the head of it down to the guts large chunks and small bits flew away across the landscape ah winter you have a grip on us should I listen stay inside and let the ice hold me safe within these...
by pbsartist | Mar 3, 2026 | OPENstudio
I enjoy seeing life this way nature the world quite alright in the rotation it keeps much different and without thank you a helping hand from the today-people we are I am messing it up by thinking we know something they...
by pbsartist | Mar 1, 2026 | OPENstudio
and now it sends down cotton balls of wonder delightful puffs tipping off the ends of branches and touching down on the puff-top of knit hats this reconciling itself to us the recipients of a day-long argument which had the sky spitting frozen bits of spittle all...
