THAT tear i wish to be
so pure a true drop-see
an innocent expression
so true conjured from me
made piece sad apple bite
my heels burn in stiletto
but my dress falls neatly
a walk from here to there
but ageless stares see
each frame-flash desire
numb-we my-soul-be always
i wish a rain to dance in
just me and cloud-thunder
that only an eye-God see
What I am inside always
:: 04-15-2014 :
In my dream i rode a wave
not one made of ocean
but that of heavenly
love — that quenches me
and i touched the skin
not of human but so much more
she had daises in her hair
and a smile of sunlight too
we decided to run down there
where the road forks in two
and ran toward the woods
where the love-green hide
the trees from the forest
what do you see in life
that before you is a dream
but greater is the forest
Love is an ocean and sun
and passion that green forest
flowers flotsam and candy
jetsam between love and life
Oh I wish for that beach!
where life can dig toes-sand
and umbrella laughter song
a salty wind caressing us!
:: 04-15-2014 ::
baby eye — so sad and quiet
you sit there in a bundle
and i can hear your breathing
and what heart beats there
a honey-soul to be loved
or one that conquerors
I sat beneath a tree
when i carried you there
and prayed to God
let this one be great
and move hearts —
a ladybug kissed me
I fell into a sleep
and watched your words
and that pen wrote
beautiful poetry too
tears of both sides
that coin always spinning
baby eye — so sad and quiet
your feet pink and tiny too
and those angel-lips pouty
what words will you write
another language angelic script
the first word — coo
so beautiful like the wind
so true like summer colors
a kiss from you is heaven
so i sit here beneath the tree
and kiss the heavens in bliss
its your true colors and words
:: 04-15-2014 ::
my eyes — my Creator!
what have i seen —
that Glory within reach
those humble broken hopes
that golden binding Promise
my eyes, what have i seen
no word, expression-be
i see that horizon and over
across the rainbow of love
that Promise not just for-eye
:: 04-15-2014 ::
i tripped across
your ruby shoe
my clumsiness
begged forgiveness
and into that lush
bed of hopeful flowers
i tripped again
your blossom cherries
into heaven that purpose
faith is that forgiveness
and into that paradise
hand-in-hand we walked
:: 04-15-2014 ::
there is no other feeling
like stone-cold loneliness
a bundled-grasp of fingers
around that tender beatings
what bruised hearts do
more than pumping blood —
attempting a release
that grasp of desolation
upon life’s countryside
:: 04-15-2014 ::
When now-fear comes
my fear-now becomes
that shadow form[less]
before a sunrise
do flowers at night
sleep before dawn
fear always sleepless
but love a lullaby
it sleep-rocks a heart
:: 04-15-2014 ::
E.P. Robles | Poetry 