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
