Monthly Archives: January 2014
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a prayer for collective catharsis ♋
Leave a commentJanuary 31 by The Running Son
a prayer for collective catharsis ♋ We see through a mirror dimly. Altered sight through gelatinous eyes deflects …
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– Missing Incense –
Leave a commentJanuary 31 by The Running Son
– Missing Incense – I sent up incense to heaven. Sent my breath out, past light felt fresh …
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-Paranoia-
3January 30 by The Running Son
–Paranoia– Ever feel the keen need to invent an aggressor to resent, some evil plan to prevent, a …
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◊ a call to village artists ◊
6January 30 by The Running Son
◊ a call to village artists ◊ Friend, do you see her as I do? Wide eyes resemble stars, so silent, …
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̊Running ̊Son Poems collection pt. 18
Leave a commentJanuary 28 by The Running Son
-• ö.tH(ink)Mÿstiç •- Here’s the best of my unpublished poetry over last week or two. Part 18. Love …
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☍ Freud Knew ☍
Leave a commentJanuary 27 by The Running Son
☍ Freud Knew ☍ Somehow Freud knew, in the darkest hour of his cruelest coke-fueled dread, that …
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❁ rose poem ❁
2January 26 by The Running Son
❁ rose poem ❁ Roses are red, and a red rose’s spirit will rise, and a fed rose …
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+ bi-living –
2January 26 by The Running Son
+ bi-living – Born, I was, one sad schizo-mystic. Abstract, but so impressionistic! The noumenal caught, canned handily …
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~ through the spice fields
Leave a commentJanuary 25 by The Running Son
~ through the spice fields —Run! The Hounds of hell have grown opposable —thumbs! Have evolved quite well …
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how poems adjust -❂-
Leave a commentJanuary 23 by The Running Son
how poems adjust –❂– A living poem will dilate, blur the divide between eye white and iris, …
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‧‧uncanny‧‧‧♨‧‧
Leave a commentJanuary 23 by The Running Son
‧‧uncanny‧‧‧♨‧‧ I snap the tab of my soda can, and it fizzles at me like an audience clapping. …
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Drop into Flight ☜▽☞
Leave a commentJanuary 21 by The Running Son
Drop into Flight ☜▽☞ One day you’ll see, your winter wings folding, blue nights, and too cold winds …
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Images of Martin ╄
2January 20 by The Running Son
Images of Martin ╄ No conspiracy here. We’ll take it straight to the cheek. Give us Ali’s right-hand-lead, …
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۰ out of my head ۰
Leave a commentJanuary 20 by The Running Son
۰ out of my head ۰ I laid myself down to get out of my head, then went …
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Meta men ≒
3January 19 by The Running Son
Meta men ≒ Men think and meta-think, tinkering and popping levers until their bio-receiving antennae sever at …
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true religion ۞
Leave a commentJanuary 19 by The Running Son
true religion ۞ True religion is a sea dipped in to, a frequency shared by fool and billionaire, …
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◦✣ Spring Cleaning ✣◦
Leave a commentJanuary 18 by The Running Son
◦✣ Spring Cleaning ✣◦ Oh sure. I could start. I could bend down and fetch up a part …
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✍ Dead Poets Drill
3January 17 by The Running Son
✍ Dead Poets Drill You should have known this would happen. Oh captain my captain? Like Pavlov’s bell …
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Running ̊Son – Poems collection pt. 18
Leave a commentJanuary 16 by The Running Son
-• ö.tH(ink)Mÿstiç •- Here’s the best of my unpublished poetry over last week or two. Part 18. Love …
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↕↔ Morrison ↔↕
3January 16 by The Running Son
↕↔ Morrison ↔↕ Jim was crowded By angels Native no more No son of the desert Remains an angel …
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‧‧Tides divide‧‧≠
2January 15 by The Running Son
‧‧Tides divide‧‧≠ Tides divide, making bait of fictive imaginations, and fishers of creative men. …
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a rough education ☢
2January 14 by The Running Son
a rough education ☢ That’s when I knew it was true. That’s when I knew. That’s when I knew …
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mad science べ
2January 12 by The Running Son
mad science べ Jim the wordsmith had a room that he was doomed to share, with dogs and …
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▣-• a neo-haiku matrix •-▣
Leave a commentJanuary 10 by The Running Son
▣-• a neo-haiku matrix •-▣ The safe sex Red pill: copulate in the Matrix while snug …
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▫´◦ 50 shades of DNA ▫´◦
3January 9 by The Running Son
▫´◦50 shades of DNA ▫´◦ Best get off my ass. Carpet’s growing grass. Walls are growing moss. Laundry …
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◦~mostly air~◦
Leave a commentJanuary 9 by The Running Son
◦~mostly air~◦ She took in air, but some lung pop- sprung there. At first, silence hung …
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↕♨↕ contents under pressure ↕♨↕
2January 8 by The Running Son
↕♨↕ contents under pressure ↕♨↕ I always knew I was spring-loaded, a sealed Kundalini spring soda appealing to …
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…o5c7d5…
Leave a commentJanuary 8 by The Running Son
…o5c7d5… Authenticity. I shower thrice daily so you see the true me. . . . by …
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⊱◦ exђale ◦⊰
Leave a commentJanuary 7 by The Running Son
Originally posted on The RunningFather Blog:
“mudra doodle meditation” by Coco Loco click4source ⊱◦ exђale ◦⊰ My breath slows, and… -
▓▒░Missed Mists░▒▓
2January 5 by The Running Son
▓▒░Missed Mists░▒▓ Mists call, this paradox locked inside a law: melancholy creates shades of grey matter, conducting …
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