June 13 by The Running Son
Running ̊Soŋ – Poems collection pt. 6
The beauty of sunrise distracts
from the final scurry
of prey, making
curling in broken brush-light
a graceful unit
comment poem for SymbolReader: http://symbolreader.wordpress.com/2013/06/07/a-wounded-lion/comment-page-1/#comment-1262
“my writing space”
Poetic Sin is
the din of my inanimate clutter
with other messes,
like dressing a decent poem
uber-fab, then frosting it frozen.
This drab cell I alone have chosen.
My cat moseys over, poses
bad, moves too slow. Sits right at
the crossroad of ALT,
CAP LOCK and CTRL.
I write in a mix of cat hair
For Daily Prompt June 10: http://thepoetryquestion.com/2013/06/10/the-daily-prompt-june-10th/
No criminal hack here.
Don’t know you and all,
but I spiral back, a subliminal call
for a sequencing of minimal facts.
I am one backwards cracker-act.
Ephemeral and wispy cool?
more like cave drooling,
with my pocket Fibonacci tool
and spooning for moon-food (& loosing).
Charlie Sheen is a winner.
Bloody tiger features! Got thinner
on crack. Lackey’s still winning,
one cool cat–golden,
man in black, smoking on the bleachers.
Funny the places we find
FaceBook comment poem for “We Drink Because We Are Poets” FB page.
who opens the door,
says good morning
From a comment by Ar Vee, unintended as prose. http://metarvheenoia.wordpress.com
Poems by Jim Aldrich (unless specified (: )
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