◦·•· Gold ·•·◦

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November 22 by The Running Son

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·•· Gold ·•·

And there it was!
My answer, that forever
and ever had a color, the bench cozy
draping of wonder-lazy horizon wide arms
around me, in full bellied Oxycontin bleached-
dream benevolence, like that last spring
when I danced with sun-devils,
danced gold-eyed, reflecting old devils;
that final park-silent solstice
my personal glass-roof renaissance
hosted.

 

 

 

by Jim Aldrich (:

For the WDBWP Monday Poetry Prompt: (looking at the above images) What poetry, if any, do the images evoke?

©2013 JimAldrich

All Poetry by RunningSon, aka Jim Aldrich

.namaste.   -• ö.tH(ink)Mÿstiç •-   .namaste.

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9 thoughts on “◦·•· Gold ·•·◦

  1. Eva PoeteX says:

    When I read your poetry, I know it’s yours… even if I were to see a piece randomly graffitied to a wall downtown. Your name doesn’t need to accompany your words… this style is unlike anything I have ever come across. Hope all is well, J!

    • That is food for the soul, Eva. Certainly now, that I feel exhausted, and assaulted from every angle by far-too-human doubts about my writing. Still, I sit in amazement at your posting regularity and your drive, and it should go without saying you have adopted a mystical language as clearly yours as any WP poet. (= Best to you!

  2. Bastet says:

    nice…love gold, with Oxycontin benevolence

  3. […] – The RunningFather Blog | Gold – “…forever and ever had a color, like that bench-warm weight of bleached […]

  4. Sahm King says:

    Good stuff, Jim. 🙂 Glad to see you. 🙂

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