1. Poem: An Introduction

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    May 3 by The Running Son

    Villa del Desierto - Desert Villa by Wain Jordan

        An Introduction     It’s time I introduce me, myself. Hi, I’m Jim. Glad to meet you. Maybe …
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  2. PROMISED LAND

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    December 9 by The Running Son

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         PROMISED LAND So strange, this striving by men locked in symbiotic dependance and the sharing of magnetism, and …
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  3. Windtown

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    December 4 by The Running Son

  4. Never forget

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    December 4 by The Running Son

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        Never forget In another life we’ll join hands. In another life the golden light that swells in my …
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  5. Drawing: “Hansel”

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    December 4 by The Running Son

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    “Hansel” 11 x 14, pencil on vellum, Dec 2014

  6. The rubble that remains

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    September 11 by The Running Son

    The rubble that remains Where great legs once stood as sentinals proclaiming dominance from land to space, an annual itch …
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  7. why must it be

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    July 20 by The Running Son

      why must it be following pangs of birth comes bliss – one moment’s recognition of holy worth, to pain …
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  8. our song

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    July 6 by The Running Son

    our song work ethics spring free the genius frozen in thought at the throat. so sing free man! lest the …
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RunningSon aka Jim Aldrich, Joshua Tree CA 2013 | This site is dedicated with the deepest gratitude to Dr. Cláudio Naranjo, whose writings gave me life.

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