I just felt like being Goofy tonight !!!
A heavy, clammy calm has bestilled the sultry air. Clouds, midnight black, steal the light of the sun and erase the azure blue sky. Turbulent, rolling, gray clouds underlie the black and race forward like a wild stampede. Onward comes the storm. White hot flashes of lightning lace the clouds and reach to savage the earth. … Read More The Storm
The House on the Hill Lonely lives in haunted halls Flaking, cracked and shattered walls Warped and worn and dirty floors Spidered windows and broken doors. Empty rooms with closets bare Filled with stagnant fetid air Cabinets empty, filled with dust Water gone, pipes filled with rust. The house sits vacant on the hill The… Read More The House on the Hill
Anniversary The old couple sat in the shade of Live Oaks and palm trees in the little park near the grand resorts along the beach. His hand found hers and they looked at each other with the knowing smiles learned from years of sharing, then turned their gaze back to the beach where high tide… Read More Anniversary
******** Once Again I’d Die for This Dance — It began with a lullaby To quiet and soothe A disconsolate baby So that he wouldn’t cry — The tunes became different And the songs changed their words From the soft and the sweet As a baby he’d heard — He learned about music at school… Read More I’d Die for This Dance
In the shadows of a song Past, present, and future laid Music and verse now belong To thoughts and feelings left unsaid. ++++++ PJB
Just a pencil sketch I did a while back, doodling in a small sketch book.
Looking out the window tonight Moon and stars shining bright Peacefully quiet, as the world should be This moment through eternity.
IT’S SO HOT in Indiana…..the birds have to use potholders to pull the worms out of the ground. …..the trees are whistling for the dogs. …..the best parking place is determined by shade instead of distance …..hot water comes from both taps. …..you can make sun tea instantly. …..you learn that a seat belt buckle… Read More HOT !!!!!
(2009 Watercolor by PJB) ******* She waits at the edge of the garden surrounded by beauty she waits… for a lover gone or a child lost she stands alone sentinel of the flowers keeper of the watch for those that she loves she waits. *********** PJB