Tag Archives: love

  1. poetry is a storm

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    April 4 by The Running Son

    poetry.. crawls out from our perfect storm evolving and cumulus, electrifying and noumenal, unsettling and tumorous, in expression, unfettered; words …
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  2. Sins of the Monarch

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    April 4 by The Running Son

    Sins of the Monarch Once bunker’d down embattled chrysalises condense down. Baby rattles. Residual placenta-channel dreams prism light through unraveling …
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  3. six shooter

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    April 4 by The Running Son

     six shooter i sling my metaphysical metal around like six shooters, like i’ll meet you at sundown. like no room …
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  4. big picture

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    April 3 by The Running Son

    big picture i may fade, but we build. fiber upon fiber, wave over wave, muscles flexing, texturing, training for the …
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  5. affirmation broke my writers block

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    March 27 by The Running Son

    affirmation broke my writers block im obliged to mention how conventional ive been regarding my pace and what’s expected from …
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  6. gold standard

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    March 27 by The Running Son

    gold standard read a poem once that claimed that nothing gold can stay. how moments of sweet victory drift off …
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  7. bear market

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    March 27 by The Running Son

    bear market to the 3rd and 4th generation biofiscal armageddon catch em live then pack the dead in watch em …
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  8. my new sheen

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    March 27 by The Running Son

     my new sheen flipped my script to ‘savoir faire’ to unzip the slipknot gnarled there. i covet my heirlooms, my …
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  9. Surfs up!

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    March 27 by The Running Son

     Surfs up! Two thumbs way up for any wave that will carry us all safe. Moments feed momentum. The very …
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  10. a question of time

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    March 26 by The Running Son

    a question of time tides shift and fortnights slip away from us. o endless succession! lips parch and suns chap …
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  11. dont cry

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    March 26 by The Running Son

    dont cry the truth is i need more time to decide if time exists on a line in god’s mind. …
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  12. naughty infrastructure

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    March 25 by The Running Son

    naughty infrastructure the gods cry at our institutionalizing. I know this. long graved gnostics sigh soft, oblutioning (or trying to) …
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  13. sum aint the whole

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    March 25 by The Running Son

      sum aint the whole shards detach. small bits shimmer. particles of heavy matter undulate, nervous ticks from inner frequencies …
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  14. The Monarch

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    March 25 by The Running Son

    The Monarch Newly stretched canvases collect heirloom inks. Painted deserts sink, and the wind streams whisk us off to promised …
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  15. Poetry is the space

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    March 24 by The Running Son

    Poetry is space between us erased of windy airs, redeemed as more than just a place not seeming like it’s …
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  16. DEATH (being a new poem presented by Jim Aldrich in free verse format. Edited by Jim Aldrich. A Jim Aldrich production)

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    March 24 by The Running Son

    DEATH (being a new poem presented by Jim Aldrich in free verse format. Edited by Jim Aldrich. A Jim Aldrich …
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  17. beyond dinner chatter

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    March 21 by The Running Son

    beyond dinner chatter Does unexpressed creativity really exist? Does the lone tree falling make a sound? If I am what …
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  18. Poetry is the sea

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    March 20 by The Running Son

    Poetry is the sea made solid, or little buoys maybe, small island colonies where elusive concepts frolic and grownup men …
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  19. a venial sin

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    March 19 by The Running Son

    a venial sin I almost wrote a poem matching Bukowski’s gross burlesque, and nearly dispatched a clever expletive with the …
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  20. Deep Breathing

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    March 19 by The Running Son

    Deep Breathing Pluto had always been a bit off so no wonder he’d never quite been established in a caste. …
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  21. stylist

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    March 17 by The Running Son

    stylist truth is i dont fit or braid in well. truth is i cant make split ends of it all. …
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  22. bottle rocket

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    March 17 by The Running Son

    bottle rocket As things will, the light show and intense focus passed for good or ill. To fill the void …
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  23. a trust deconstruct

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    March 8 by The Running Son

    a trust deconstruct jesus the over -adjustment of your too wide eyes. you wouldn’t otherwise catch it save by surprise …
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  24. left brainer

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    February 27 by The Running Son

    left brainer my attempt to venn diagram both our eyes crossed some line it seems, thought i’d found common ground, …
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  25. Love in Motion

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    February 26 by The Running Son

    Love in Motion Love is elation. Love does pine. Love is the station I wait at, the line on the …
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  26. For god so

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    February 26 by The Running Son

    For god so loved the pearl that he created a land and sea world forgotten, made sediments to settle slow …
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  27. din of tin

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    February 25 by The Running Son

    din of tin like a varmint, like some sun fried desert hermit rat, whiskers sifting sands guiding skilled digits affixed …
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  28. The A.R.E.

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    February 20 by The Running Son

    The A.R.E. Authentic Religious Experience the A R E indicative of my present plurality, that I cannot just be, not …
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  29. manic in sting

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    February 18 by The Running Son

    http://www.socialnatural.com/2012/what-is-attraction/

        manic in sting And it wont stop I’m throwing myself off A scorpion in sting A God constellating …
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  30. ~unelect

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    February 15 by The Running Son

    unelect   my felt idealism’s a bitch just after sunset. sorry cat. cant attend your golden brothel renaissance. sorry bra. …
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