by pbsartist | Sep 6, 2025 | OPENstudio
it’s strange to me how a day can change awoke thrilled by the glance of the sky rising through the window after to bed with something akin to panic I am a floor away as I sleep all that wood and insulation can I say it is energy transmission or am I in tune to...
by pbsartist | Sep 4, 2025 | OPENstudio
oh lord the sun shines if I used exclamations there would be one there at the end of shines for it has been a long month two winter the hold it grasps on our senses it shouldn’t be allowed but then here we are I am released to a space of wonder and delight I am...
by pbsartist | Sep 2, 2025 | OPENstudio
what will you know of living with that choice made whole it goes on the birds sing the branches sway the tread on roads swishes by in the rainstorm you though know none of it whether good or bad difficult or easy trying or tried nothing is left to you so why not I...
by pbsartist | Aug 31, 2025 | OPENstudio
we are time made tangible the flowers the trees the birds the dog our skin our cells our toes our hair falling out at the root we have all the evidence we require asking for more settling for less neither will do when the opening of ones eyes ignorant of the world...
by pbsartist | Aug 29, 2025 | OPENstudio
noise always wears me down cars on asphalt mufflers cracking planes rising to new heights squirrels chittering at dogs barked chase humans the words held together by commonplace the grunts and hoots that pepper tones meant to be sly I grow weary here amongst it all...
by pbsartist | Aug 27, 2025 | OPENstudio
so it is that we have to fight in this world what do you struggle against can a hero walk without a limp a journey go on as though noble devastation I am better off I say a balm that holds no soothing but I say it all the same for something has to be said silence...
