03 2017 poetry marathon prompt: photo of derelict building in high desert, snow and tumbleweeds. Once I Was a Home by Paul Robert Sanford I’m not from around here. All there is to build with here is sandy dirt and scrub brush. Every board and…

hanging the lights shivering in the snow I hold one end of a long string of multi-colored lights a queue of gems they reach from me to my brother standing on the ladder the cold doesn’t seem to bother him nor the height nor the…

8/5/2017 8:20am You You told me that we were made of the same matter as stars and wove me a blanket made of constellations that I wore when my nights were vacant and unending. You tilted the sky upside down so that we could gaze…

The silhouette of my soul is a dancing shadow, A bestial revelry in the last hours of day, I beckon the advancing throat of night. I celebrate the freedom of my spirit with swaying arms that could embrace the entire horizon. I expel the filing…

Here I go, here I go, here I go again, Making a case to normalcy Open up the shoebox find the elixirs of life Take them with spit to survive Without go to pieces After coffee, climb mountains Takes guts to get old Red pill,…

The Sea Calls us And we come   All here Together Yet we are alone

Unlike other art, the written word cannot be consumed all at once, in a glimpse or a blink. Of course, anyone would want to stand in front of a painting for an hour or so to get all they can from it, but they do…

As it turns out it was all a dream Heaven is a place that we called a ghetto We woke up to find only the weak survived They are the ones that learned to depend and never worry Jokes on you! Only the peacekeepers and…

Hey Angel, what do you see? Is it a world filled with only pain? How lucky you are to escape the negative vibes? The Angel looked longingly at something I asked her to share what she saw And she said, “Oh I wish, I was…

and i shout: Choose to be clear and always visible. Working within a democracy that does not work. Forcefully creating the creative who smashes the ballot-box. Abandoning commitment in favor of life. Choose this one. Abandon that one. Revolution marks the end of this study….