Best Off And Running Poems

The First Six Months

     January, you remind me to close the door to yesteryear 
     And to...

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It only took about ten minutes for me to warm up,
so, I had time to play catch with a friend on my team.
The line-ups were...

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The HR person called me in… I was turning gray… Was he even twenty-one?
I wondered if the interview would go well, as he did fung...

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He's a versatile "man of all trades,"
pursues anything new, virtually self-made.
He's a photographer, a minister and a poet,
immerses himself totally but before you know it

he's...

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She told it this way.....

He was standing in the corner of the bandstand
'Looking 'bout as cool as any guy can
He made his bass guitar, 'sound...

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You're off and running once again
The day has hardly begun
The electronics store, the big box stores
Remember when shopping was fun?

You're out of breath thinking about...

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Doug Wilson….    
True Story….NEW YEARS EVE 2012


5 or 6 thugs suckin on dere ciggy drugs,
attacked a paper delivery man,
they robbed him of...

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The birds sing softly alerting the world to wake 
Dewy leaves start to dry with the warmth of the morning sun

Children open their sleepy eyes...

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Meadows are rich with green grass, little wild flowers softly sway,
On a very small wind drifting gently past on this late summer’s day,
You know I...

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I bought a pair of
off-brand running shoes today.

The impoverished man who made them, the man who birthed them sole to tongue in
some third-world hellhole slept...

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What looks broken is really whole, and what looks whole is really broken,
There is an irony in this through ignorance and comfort when truth is...

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Pt 1

Far out, they cried
when I stood on cinders,
feet combusting,
like it was clever;
even though water
sprinkled the joint,
coals sizzled,
flesh melted, spat;
chunks of sinew,
popped like corn.
Timbers smoked,
glowed...

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I lived a quiet but active life, packed with brilliant sparkle and warm shine,
Like devoted lovers strolling under the captive moon, sometime after nine.

I was...

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This is a recording titled “Lies”.
It is off and running, and aiming for the skies.
It has a sound many consider cool.
However, it’s not from those...

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ICE CREAM IN MY COFFEE
WHY WOULD THAT BE WEIRD.
I'M JUST ADDING CREAM AND
SUGAR.
TO SOMETHING I DEEM DEAR.

YOU MAY WANT TO TRY IT.
BEFORE YOU DISAPPROVE.
IF YOU...

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