January 19, 2014

A VOID MYSELF

By EPRobles

I COUGHED and caught
myself
— between a time
where sense and sight
betrayed
my common sense
A void myself I disavow
the space a cube
was less the warmth
a winter brings…
A sneeze relieved
my mystic trance
and the day
— resumed I

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About EPRobles

Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

This entry was posted on Sunday, January 19th, 2014 at 6:51 am and tagged with #death, #metaphysical, #mystic, #perception, #poet, #poetry, #reality, #space, #time and posted in Eternity, Mind, Poetry. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.

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4 responses to “A VOID MYSELF”

• misstrie
  January 19th, 2014 at 7:08 am

  Reblogged this on kraexhaust and commented:
  Great poem.

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  • erobles1963
    January 23rd, 2014 at 2:03 am

    Thank you so much!

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• misstrie
  January 19th, 2014 at 7:14 am

  Words. Cannot. Describe. Bring me a plaque, I want to engrave this poem into it and hang it on my wall! Thank you for sharing!

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  • erobles1963
    January 19th, 2014 at 7:52 am

    You are so kind! Thank you for such a lovely comment!

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