Daily Archives: April 3, 2014

A HUNDRED POEMS – XXXV

fire dance that tipsy –
prance
and heat adore
that wick of lore
the human bre — athe
           what you burn
one to live
    as one to live
and if my sign be air

would you consume
     =====>       all me
that to dance
           upon your wick
should i be — hot as you?

this i wish to be — not flesh
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but that fire of you

:: 04-03-2014 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – XXXII

forgive me      my madness
eccentricities
my faults
my tenderness
a pain
a thorn inside my brain
and skin so human
it hurts
my eyes of marble
so hard
intense sight beyond light
and that thrump
within
a vessel with cargo
holds
lifetimes of love and sorrow
none of which my soul
measures
a life on hold
save this spot

:: 04-03-2014 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – XXXI

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(c) E.P. ROBLES

There within that meadow
beneath that weepy willow
came to me, my love —
upon golden wings
and gossamer hair

what separation held
dissolved unto bliss
my heart gently held
within angelic mist

There within that meadow
beneath that weepy willow
saw a rebirth of my soul
and fear fled, sorrow too
and weepy willow cried

:: 04-03-2014 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – XXX

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(c) E.P. ROBLES

my part  a half of whole

a thought  a slice of more

that my life
lives and soar

my part  your half our one

an emotion  that wave and ocean

that my life

becomes our life
and as one   what more
than one and whole

:: 04-03-2014 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – XXVIIII

devastation —
utter beauty
that, what you do
unknowingly, do to me
butterfly lash
deep pools
eyes of jewels
stare my soul
which you do
what fragment, time
the world vanish
when my soul
so near to you
love, my love
devastating love

:: 04-03-2014 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – XXVIII

my tender lip-heart promise
that which I dreamed
come true
oil paint color-burst fields
that kite which flutter
rich royal blue skies

that which flies —
my heart!
a golden filament string
so gently to you I gave
and my heart bravely fly!
always with you, my guide

:: 04-03-2014 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – XXVII

that Knowing came today
in a casket it lay

a thing revealed   i say

that which lived

— now dead

that mystery of mysteries

live on —

in sun drenched skies

:: 04-03-2014 ::


THE DEVIL HURTS

Run and hide and run and dodge

it’s a dance for love of life

this dance of survival born

from a tribe forgotten by time

 

and the song has no words

it was sang before words

and the devil and god

just a metaphor before

 

hell unleashed upon earth

and that fire and heaven

never gave it’s name now

and people sing and dance

 

flesh is more than word

and belief a bond of love

and family a gold vault

and we praise God his names

 

I will drop the devil below

below the names he gave us

and God rise above Skies

Let glory prevail in blue

 

i dropped the devil

dropped the devil

to his knees

and slay his neck

 

let blood paint me

it paints me a warrior

and i am at His service

 

:: 04-02-2014 ::