Daily Archives: February 3, 2014


Piece No. 46-02152013 - Victorian Disonnace
(c) E.P. Robles 2013

JOY has wings that soar above
in tender ceiling caressing
those offending feelings

:: 02-03-2014 ::


(c) E.P. Robles (2010)

I NEEDED someone
strong to lean upon
so I leaned upon
my solid bare walls
Such held me —
with strength
and did not
cause me pain
So I lean and cry
upon the surface
of those solid walls
and wish to heaven
that my walls
could hug me back

:: 02-03-2014 ::


Piece No. 03-110210 Visual Perfume
(c) E.P. Robles 2010

WHY is life that tender thing
so fragile such like a butterfly
easy to sway with a gentle breeze
or to crush with just a thought

Struggles required for survival
but surviving is life with pain?
What if I were a wolf in a pack
Now there is a life to live

But physically such I am not
emotionally more like a brook
soothing warm waters across my heart
or the bird that sings to skies

Surely I feel the daggers and pain
today I praise that Tender Thing

:: 02-03-2014 ::


Piece No. 29-04032012 - Conscious Effort
(c) E.P. Robles 2012

THERE in my land
of uncertainty
where measurement
has no point in truth
and my heart is particle
or just a wave…
I rely upon your stare
to pleasantly collapse
my quantum wave
For it gives my birth
each new moment
within your physical realm

:: 02-03-2014 ::


I WALKED among the giants
whose shadows split the day in half
This — to me– happened
in a far away land
where rock speckles water
and blue tickles white beach sand
Friends they are even to this day
But the most I cherish who be my friend
are the little ones who live within the green
A plush forest without time or location
beyond this realm of fear and pain

:: 02-2-2014 ::