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  1. Running ̊Son – Poems collection pt. 18

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    January 16 by The Running Son

    http://byricardomarcenaroi.blogspot.com/2011/04/painter-klee-paul-part-6-links.html

        -• ö.tH(ink)Mÿstiç •- Here’s the best of my unpublished poetry over last week or two. Part 18. Love …
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  2. Cryptic screenprint of BLOG SUSPENSION from WordPress help..

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    July 26 by The Running Son

    UPDATE: http://metarvheenoia.wordpress.com back up. Explanation from WP pending… This is the only indication of what the suspension might be based …
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  3. !!!!!!!!!!!!WP Blog suspension for NO REASON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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    July 26 by The Running Son

    UPDATE: http://metarvheenoia.wordpress.com back up. Explaination from WP pending…   http://metarvheenoia.wordpress.com I woke up and a wp blog that means the …
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  4. Mya C. Brooks: When the Dreams Speak Words

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    May 20 by The Running Son

    “Now, there is an awesome poet. Anybody that can be just as disappointed as I about the lack of an …
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  5. Moses hides

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    May 18 by The Running Son

    Originally posted on The RunningFather Blog:
    Baby Moses, riding the Nile… by Ken Munowitz Moses hides   nations collapse and rise, to…

  6. Moses hides

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    May 16 by The Running Son

    http://patricktreardon.com/?p=953

    Moses hides   nations collapse and rise, to assume new power on the backs of new lives, newly discovering their …
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  7. -•☺.jU.st☼B.èé.☺•- (a poem)

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    May 16 by The Running Son

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          -•☺.jU.st☼B.èé.☺•-     Bee. B. St.b. stately bees & sun beams. stung, at times sing.song rhyming she’ll …
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  8. when the music ends

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    May 16 by The Running Son

    http://exper.3drecursions.com/2008/04/15/cracking-the-harmony/

    when the music ends     if all songs have life then all songs will die leaving notes in you …
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  9. im on a mission from John

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    May 15 by The Running Son

    Nooka Mercury Glow-In-The-Dark Sunglasses (www.nooka.com)

    im on a mission from John You don’t know me. I wear glasses so you won’t own me or ID …
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  10. The RiGHTeous ReignMan Poem

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    May 15 by The Running Son

    http://acecomics.co.uk/tag/batman/page/3/

      The RiGHTeous ReignMan     I will reign down. an indignation never seen in any land, anywhere ever. Men, …
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  11. To All Midnight Poetesses

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    May 15 by The Running Son

    Originally posted on The RunningFather Blog:
    To All Midnight Poetesses     One day an angel appeared over heaven. And all of…

  12. a dude answering for poetry in the face of a girl

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    May 15 by The Running Son

    Originally posted on The RunningFather Blog:
      A dude answering for poetry in the face of a girl..     Hey you.…

  13. The day poem

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    May 14 by The Running Son

    Originally posted on The RunningFather Blog:
    The day poem   What if I decided to make my day my night. Switch them.…

  14. the write-hand path

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    May 14 by The Running Son

    Originally posted on The RunningFather Blog:
    the write-hand path “Your hands in (-your) motion.” writing or working, hands are the wrong and…

  15. A and VV and stable unions

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    May 14 by The Running Son

    Originally posted on The RunningFather Blog:
    Vincent van GoghDrawing, Pencil on watercolour paperThe Hague 1882Van Gogh Museum Ⓥ‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧Ⓐ‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧Ⓥ‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧Ⓥ A and VV and…

  16. 2am Wisdom:

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    May 1 by The Running Son

     I’ll accept from a poem what I would slap from a mouth.     ~ Jim . END .

  17. On blog schizophrenia, poetry battles, and doing ART like it’s Armageddon!

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    April 30 by The Running Son

    Man, I don’t even know where to start. Let’s begin with the important things, basketball. My boys, the LA Clippers …
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  18. Poem: “Seven Sinners Prayer”

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    April 29 by The Running Son

    Seven Sinners Prayer   one. I look far, but I cannot see you, o light of the world!. “He who …
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  19. Poem: The “GO” Gene

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    April 28 by The Running Son

    Paso Un Circo - A Circus Went By and I Went With It by Wain Jordan

    The “GO” Gene   hedonistic sunny misfit god in a pocket spiritual ballistic moon is blue cheese soothing new dreams …
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  20. Poem: Global Picnic – by Jim Aldrich |

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    April 27 by The Running Son

    Global Picnic   Goodbye to the past; we lie in the grass. Poisoning the pasture like it’s been gassed. Hallowing …
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  21. Poem: Click here to like “Bombs” – by Jim Aldrich |

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    April 27 by The Running Son

      Click here to like “Bombs”   Got IEDs on order. Where is the de-corer? You dropped out of the …
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  22. Poem: “The ragings of st Paul” – by Jim Aldrich

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    April 26 by The Running Son

    The Ragings of St Paul There’s no money or profit in anger. Walls have studs. It don’t take a seer …
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  23. Poem: The alchemy of Light – by Jim Aldrich |

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    April 26 by The Running Son

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    The alchemy of Light Tonight, a shimmering silver has come down, a sliver of heaven, in my curtains, over the …
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  24. Poem: Damn, girl! – by Jim Aldrich |

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    April 26 by The Running Son

    Damn, girl!   She holds a gun, loaded with ire aimed straight at my soft parts, her sour apples spoiling …
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  25. Poem: Office visit – by Jim Aldrich |

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    April 26 by The Running Son

    Office Visit   Boy, get up on that sofa there tell me your dreams, I’m listening. The world is cruel, …
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  26. Poem: The short happy life of a dopey occultist – by Jim Aldrich |

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    April 25 by The Running Son

      ҳ̸Ҳ̸ҳ • The short happy life of a dopey occultist • ҳ̸Ҳ̸ҳ   We are insiders, two secrets locked …
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  27. Poem: Primal – by Jim Aldrich |

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    April 22 by The Running Son

    Primal If I ever met Jesus I’d body-check Him. If I saw the Apostle Paul I’d map every detail; the …
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  28. Poem: The Passion – by Jim Aldrich |

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    April 20 by The Running Son

    el pequeño chaman-The Little

    the passion   thorns in his hair, born of despair torn from his home, lord of the air looks to …
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  29. Poem: A kiss to send me off – by Jim Aldrich |

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    April 20 by The Running Son

    If I Was Yours

      A kiss to send me off   One kiss can whisk me through your portal, and there I’ll orally …
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  30. Poem: Stasis – by Jim Aldrich |

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    April 19 by The Running Son

    adonde vivía yo-Where I Used to Live

    The other side of Stasis Without time, we might as well be stoned, or stone blind. Hell, you could be …
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