by pbsartist | Nov 16, 2023 | OPENstudio
edging away from the narthex as if never there they spoke in hushed whispers that couldn’t help but carry words across divides so much for divinity so much for safe or wise or set free disappearing people were contagious and leaving was a reason to dissect lives...
by pbsartist | Nov 14, 2023 | OPENstudio
she wanders out whenever I open the door could be 4am or 1am no matter she likes the night bugs sound moon pale sky deep lounging on the castle deck couch sharing space with the giant spider in its web each morning disappearing until nightfall and bugs she lifts her...
by pbsartist | Nov 12, 2023 | OPENstudio
sometimes I think there is nothing more to turn to than more Merton with an occasional dash of Oliver These two taken together stirred into a beverage for morning consumption takes me well into the evening with more light than my one soul can stoke some come before...
by pbsartist | Nov 10, 2023 | OPENstudio
that’s enough just that a poem take it and use your imagination
by pbsartist | Nov 8, 2023 | OPENstudio
you say god buddha saint sinner in calling out prayer to whom does the name really point in the end we are all the dust of this earth the blessing of each other in youth I was after the great acquisition of knowledge to make sense with my mind establishing order and...
