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Energy Exchange // Josh Lynott

I crave the exchange of energy

to move past with momentum,

as you fall off, fall away

running alone, kilometre after kilometre

no body in sight, nobody.

Without knowing, you volunteer yourself

your position,

your energy

you hold it out for me

to take,

to work with

it's the only thing that will keep me going

when every part of my body is screaming

As I move past,

the thread you were holding onto thins,

weakens, and stretches the very fibres of your being.

Perhaps I may light a fire within you,

but now it has to burn

twice as hot as the one within me.

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Poem: "Forgetting and Knowing"

Is there a difference between forgetting and knowing,

you must know you forgot,

or the thought would never be lost.

We layer tile after tile

building a roof on our mind,

protecting it from the elements,

and the harshness of memories that weather us like turbulent storms.

Keeping us from the light on a sunny day,

sheltering us from chaos when the winds turn.

I don't think we forget,

because we always know,

somewhere within

what we truly feel.

Yet... we don't

let it breathe,

let it live

let it expand.

so

we put tiles on our mind

and pretend not to know

and call it

'forgotten'.

We don't forget,

we simply protect ourselves from knowing,

from feeling,

pretending to be stone,

instead of knowing

the miracle of flowering

and the beautiful

act it is to knowingly live in seasons.

Recorded: Monday 16th of September

Location: Melbourne, Australia

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Poem:

You put yourself in a corner,

so dark that no-one could see you.

So far away,

no one could reach you.

You ran there, willingly.

Without a plan,

with no preparation,

for what was on the other side.

Someone was waiting for you,

unrecognisable,

mask off,

stripped to the core.

I worry about the places you run to,

because you're scared,

because you're hurt,

because you're not willing to stand still.

And if there were no secrets,

would you run to these places?

there is somewhere brighter,

someone lighter,

I think you might like to meet.

But if you don't go,

may I ask you take a torch?

Recorded:  Monday 9th of September, 2024

Location: Melbourne, Australia

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Poem / Prose: I’m arrogant.

I'm arrogant and I'm not a purist. I go into most things backwards. I do everything thinking I can win because it shows me the fastest way to lose. If I'm going to lose, I don't want to lose slowly. It's just like sitting the table after dinner and learning the rules of a new card game. No-one listens till the game begins. We learn best by doing. Experience solidifies and accelerates knowledge in a way that theory could only dream of.

So here I am sitting foolish and brash.

So this week, I've been advised against.

Against doing what's unconventional.

Against doing what sells best.

Against saying things that make it easier for others to understand.

I'm trying to do things earlier than the timeline suggests.

I'm trying to make urgency a friend yet not rush.

I'm trying things simply to prove my own theories.

And sometimes, I run hot, and it all blows up.

Sometimes, I miss the mark, fall short, or end up lost.

Sometimes, I end up laughing, other times crying.

Often, I go to bed thinking what in the world am I doing.

Often, I sit in the shower a little too long, wondering how it all come together.

Often, I walk home calling friends hoping for the smallest drop of wisdom.

So, here I am. A little arrogant, a little stubborn, and lacking a little convention.

I'm not looking for perfect.

I'm looking for what's on the other side of perfect,

the mess that makes us a human.

I think that's where I sit,

trying to make something beautiful of it.

Recorded: Monday 2nd of September

Location: Melbourne, Australia

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Little Lavender:

There’s a little piece of lavender on my bedside table. 

It’s been there nearly two weeks, and it makes me think of you.

It makes me miss you.

I didn’t plan on picking lavender from my neighbours garden, but you found my hand. 

I didn’t plan on finding you, but you found my hand. 

Until you return, 

my little lavender will stay a while more.

I won’t pick any more lavender,

not till you return.

One hand for you,

and one hand for another piece

of little

lavender.

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Thanks to Louis for dropping me to the airport.

A Note to the Runners by Joshua Lynott.
A marathon. An Anthology. (

Ultramarathon runner,
author,
poet,
and photographer.

My book is available for pre-order: Order it today!⁠⁠

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A Note to the Runners by Joshua Lynott. A marathon. An Anthology. (

Ultramarathon runner, author, poet, and photographer.

My book is available for pre-order: Order it today!⁠

https://www.anotetotherunners.com/store/p/poemsbyjoshualynott

A Note to the Runners by Joshua Lynott.
A marathon. An Anthology. (

Ultramarathon runner,
author,
poet,
and photographer.

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Recorded: Tuesday 27th, August

Location: Melbourne, Australia

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Poem: Remain invisible

You wanted to remain invisible,

so you never ran,

never put yourself out in the world,

worried about the eyes of traffic light corners

and the stories people would tell about your red cheeks

Running gave you no choice but to let your guard down,

Running showed your imperfections to the world,

imbalances of your stride,

and the weaknesses you kept hidden

You built yourself a container,

pulling yourself away,

and the world missed out

Imperfections are the most beautiful thing we have left in this world,

imperfections are the reason we run to nature,

please, don't make yourself invisible.

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A Note to the Runners by Joshua Lynott.
A marathon. An Anthology. (

Ultramarathon runner,
author,
poet,
and photographer.