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RUNNING WITH THE BULLS

RUNNING WITH THE BULLS
Too tired and weak
to breathe, to speak’
too desolate in body
and soul.
too narrow the time;
too quick the day,
no chance to run
with the bulls

Richard for Joe,

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coming still from Joe
dear Richards
liven up his hopes

Take heart Joe and carry on breathing, even if you cut down on the speaking. Jxx

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as I digress with age
I cannot go atop rooftops
(was once a chimney sweep!)
nor carry one hundred fifty pound
loads rock mount bundle on shoulder
(clavicle broke unhealed)
nor the love that I write of here
alas is all fiction
this voyage is empty but not
without the comfort of memory
nor the daring

this poems is awesome!
speaks of dare
of doing
some run
take the chance too live
and that is the glint
and gleam of eye
and memory
when the land
is distant

thank U!

brevity about life from me

'''The most beautiful
are butterflies
short lived
in the blink of our eyes
butterfly dies....'''

The cadence and rhythm are tight and elegant. Well done.
Subject is a downer, but it definitely communicates.

Cheers ... Mike (DIPRIMA)

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