Pumpkin Wife Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater Had a wife and couldn’t keep her Put her in a pumpkin shell And there he kept her very well You may think it isn’t very nice Living in a pumpkin shell But once you shellac the inside, Getting…

I’ll lose my dignity Before I lose myself completely.

I want to lay my head on the grass and have mother envelope me Grow above and over me t Swallow me whole My soul wants to stomp hard, barefoot on the ground Breaking Earth letting my foot slip pass the turning core While my…

Blood and Diamonds VCS From the heart of our mother’s pain They speak to us Of all that’s been and all that is to come Diamonds Those bits of carbon Crushed in the fist of pain The agony that makes life The agony that frees…

An icy cold plunge Beautiful reefs all around. The current frees me.

15 2017 Baby Boomer Identity Crisis. Baby Boomer Identity Crisis. by Paul Robert Sanford They told all us youngsters when we became wan and confused after matriculation in college in the sixties that we were just suffering from and “identity crisis.” The implication was that…

In the madness of the eyes my senses fail and reason is lost. This is the miracle fire. Our days, our misery, our bitter lovers. I am paradise. I live in paradise. You are the father of affliction. Ripping our flesh as teeth kiss. Red…

Oh no! It’s gone! Quick, search in the cupboard, under the stairs, peek in the fridge; it may be there! Dig through your purse, pull out your pockets, silently vow you’ll hoard less of all the wrappers of gum, oh! There’s that skirt from 2001,…

Missing You Still Ever since I lost you I have been searching For a way to keep you close I have it, I know what to do I will have you marked into my skin All red and feathered and alive A way to show…