April 9, 2014

A HUNDRED POEMS – 044

By EPRobles

Stay, do not leave;  please, discover me
I am hidden, shadow skin,
Inviolable soul am I
Steadfast!

Those, who stab and bite my thoughts
it is fear, a half-awakened spirit;
kindness, compassion — accused weakness
young souls be children
a sign of misunderstanding
If not for the stars my knees would bleed
their fire support my weight

Love who born me — my mother, kiss me!
a voice I need and her hugs too — please
tonight I incite the prayer

Come!  Come!
Your  child  is  hungry – less
the spirits feed upon that flesh
the world should glimpse a moment

That dreams are true and life a wooden stage
Her wings iridescent blue!

:: 04-08-2014 ::

About EPRobles

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3 responses to “A HUNDRED POEMS – 044”

  • nofrillswrapping's avatar nofrillswrapping
    April 9th, 2014 at 2:04 am

    Isn’t Mother’s Day coming up? You should make a card like kids used to do in grade school and send her this verse. She’d like it I’m sure and show it by putting it on the refrigerator.

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