on previous night
as i lay
my mind entwined
within a dream
nothing more
than just a dream
a vision of truth
did show to me
at creation’s edge
and out of reach
— for mortal man —
is the key
to immortality
:: 02-19-2014 ::
Monthly Archives: February 2014
THE KEY
SKY EYE
(c) E.P. Robles 2012
the sky opened its eye
before the world
flew out a flurry
o’ doves speckled the blue
— a rainbow fell out too
below the lid and hooked in place
tears of pain the eye did bled
such a vision could ignite a fright
if my focus — bewilderment…
was not so tight
that rainbow swinging
to and fro beneath
the sky’s eye in the rain
:: 02-19-2014 ::
THE GIVING TODAY
TODAY a chance to help one that hurt
Nothing more gave I but just a smile
Gently lifting such a spirit off the dirt
was nothing more than with a smile
Her health appeared strong but less
was the light that shone within her eyes
I took her hand and said love is real
suddenly her light grew more than fear
:: 02-19-2014 ::
THE POOREST GIVE MOST
(c) E.P. Robles 2011
AND when the wealthy become the poor
and the poor remain as before
who shall share a portion
of bread and water — even more
Tis the humble-poor who know no life
that weakens a soul through luxury
by far the poorest give the most
:: 02-18-2014 ::
YOUR NATURE
This carriage so tosses me my love
and miles I have yet to go
but you are with me on my travels
I see you about as love conjures you —
the supple curve of twin peaks
before gold cascade across your form
and those fields with dancing flowers
twirl they do and dance when we are one
a peaceful brook I crossed and heard
that sweet throat-murmur to me from you
I find you when I see-smell lovely nature
Still a few miles to go before I reach for you
within my sweet sleep
:: 02-18-2014 ::
HAS ANYONE
(c) E.P. Robles 2012
Has anyone ever sang you a song
when you were in your darkest hour
just a few moments given for life
if not then listen to me now
Love is not a thing to hold
possession impossible dear one
and doves are not made to cage
I should know…
And when it rains such are tears
all you feel is the heavy patter
it beats across your bruised heart
what I had I have given back to you
and what I wished for you possess
and this is your song — for life…
so listen to me now
life is never to late
for a thing such as love…
:: 02-15-2014 ::
FRAGILE SOCIETY
(c) E.P. Robles 2012
One can only wonder
in our hectic day
if the mind could snap
with just a flirt of air
the malaise is more
than just a germ
it resides in gadgetry
and bleeds the peace
and steals the time
of our fragile society
:: 02-14-2014 ::
WHEN THE KEEPERS LOOK AWAY
(c) ep robles 2012
All blood and flesh the cage
— a golden gate
cannot you see
that keeps some dreams at bay
— a border close
to pure fantasy
when the Keepers turn away
a dip or two from reality
:: 02-17-2014 ::
CIVILIZED-WILD
a step or two into the civilized-wild
just a breath or two from safety
and the stares stabbed me in the heart
and what thoughts they threw i knew
it had to do with the body i grew
sometimes — sometimes i cry enough
but times these times are so damn tough
if i could catch a rocket to the moon
— i would too
i run back into my four-walled universe
where opinion is the hardest, me-on-me
and the only friend i have isn’t flesh
but that special mirror that fixes things
and i cry so tired i cry the world’s tears
:: 02-16-2014 ::
MY CHILD ADORE
YOU love simply and love-adore
before the first
tiny footstep
hush baby breath
before
the gift you gave twinkle eye
baby hand hug so tight
your soul beyond the gulf
timeless space-fizzy-place
I live just for now my child
to bring you here — for awhile
thank you for this honor!
such sorrow my time is short…
but we have eternal roles
I shall see you again-again
:: 02-10-2014 ::
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