Daily Archives: February 4, 2014
(c) E.P. Robles 2012
WE’RE tripping upon daisies
laughing in the light of sun
not a care how crazy
love seems to be for us
I’m taking care of my business
tending to the woman I love
and she is protected by a heart
who knows where it’s taking her
We’re going to visit lovely Cupid
I hear he has a righteous house
full of flowers and scents
and cookie dough fences
I’m taking care of my woman
she has flowers within her hair
and a spark upon her lips
lights me up when we touch
We’re floating up toward skies
full of marshmallow eyes
be speckled in chocolate kisses
Let me eat the sweets so lovely
:: 02-04-2014 ::
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(c) E.P. Robles 2012
WHAT would you say
If dreams died today
and in her place
nothing but confusion
No new songs to play
or books to read
Would you say today
life had died in blood
and death had won?
If dreams are to live
then live within you dreams
:: 02-03-2014 ::
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(c) E.P. Robles 2013
I dare hate
to fight love
One will punch
— the other a kiss
and love will arrest
the beast called fear
:: 02-03-2014 ::
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IT has been the same since birth
first the traumatic life of entrance
into such tenderly love…
both of mother and loving mate
followed by horrific separation
such we humans suffer in fate
:: 02-03-2014 ::
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LOVE has stalked me
thrice with its cunning
and more than once
has slay with its fangs
such a hunter is it
I fear it will not abate
and in the end I fear
first a mate then the end
:: 02-03-2014 ::
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I FELL into your jewel-laced eye
those depths deeper than an ocean
and saw all the dreams you dreamt
and even the birth of many lost in time
I swim within the passion oceans
You wave upon the surface of ocean waters
and gently tread your dreams of love
:: 02-03-2014 ::
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IF I write a wrong
will that suffice
a wrong to right?
And if I sang
a song
would hate
become a love?
In a world
that I create
such a thing
be such way
:: 02-03-2014 ::
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(c) E.P. Robles 2012
EMILY’S ghost will never return
for she has reached a higher plane
one without the flesh or human face
Those who doubt should read the prose
clearly stated: she was a soul beyond
Beyond the gate of those who rate
all things in terms of human fate
She is not what before but more
and should you seek to know
the fate just live and wait
the piece of her she has
is the piece of you
for those who wait
:: 02-03-2014 ::
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TENDER dreams bespeak an ancient soul
one who adores the written word
In ancient times seen so magical
a scribble here and there
to keep the kingdom from disrepair
And now you fear the social web
it attempts to bind you from your soul
your weakness is not from fear
but from years of constant struggle
refuse to fight — just a while
to gain the strength that you need
then melt away the evil foe!
:: 02-03-2014 ::
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