̊Running ̊Son Poems collection pt. 18

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January 28 by The Running Son

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Here’s the best of my unpublished poetry over last week or two. Part 18. Love you all. Enjoy. 😉

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All Poetry by RunningSon, aka Jim Aldrich

 ̊Running ̊Son

Poems

collection pt. 18

sardine sunrise

I awake, thrust
my hands skyward,
giving thanks
that in my world

nothing ranks
quite like five words
where two words
would do.

Meanings wane
atmosphere thin
packed in triplets
in crushed tin.

 

 

facebook poem

slice of the identity pie

I’m a drunk doing Doo-Wop at 4:30am.
I’m an all-nonsense, non-syllabic, off-topic conundrum.
I’m a line of shiny girls, swaying in the chorus section,
singing “do dodo do dododododo do dodo do..”

 

 

facebook poem

【‧】– ATTENTION – 【‧】

In a coo by shifty backward compatibility algorithms, a new Matrix has been established. Until otherwise announced please consider Earth chaotic a binary dream lubricant abused by machines, food blowers, and certain cane-heavy God lobbyist granting amnesty to sub-crust crop-growers.

Thank you for your blood. Message repeats…

 

 

facebook poem

☻ unhappy camper ☻

Fire and stars
conspire to burn bright
while you sleep, off dreaming
of kindling, the rise

and spin of ashes,
and of sparks quietly
co-mingling
with our dry camping mattress.

 

 

facebook poem

untitled

I’m backtracking.
I left plenty of tracks
to trace back to the trail
I last placed crums at, laced
with GPS trackers and a backup
in case I lose my way to the stage,
a breadline leading to my headline act:
runaway sage makes his way into his past.

 

 

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