March 13, 2014

A HUDNRED POEMS (ii)

By EPRobles

II

What dreams sweet life soul
that Earth soil so wet-dew
that
touching

tears feeling
my council doubt this dream
but
release

thee
budding light this day
such philosophy stab
thy heart

love     now
skip treacle and grail
passion fuel thou vessel
tickle-being spur now

and
truth

in heart bleed red now
and breath push you
rhythmic
lover

thou gave me

the reason in moment

spring time lips

:: 03-12-2014 ::

 

:: 03-12-2014 ::

About EPRobles

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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
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