Monthly Archives: April 2014
I dressed my shadow
in the finest clothes
so sorrowful I was
many a year to see
how darkly it wore
the fallen light of my soul
and we took a tour
through Brussels
and rode a train
toward ancient history
and my shadow cried
to see a blue whale
beached up in a tree
and a cat caught in a wave
and so many people dead
walking like their shadows
and my shadow gave back
the fine clothes it wore
and said living light was more
than what a shadow could bare
and he seeped back down there
today the sun is hidden
behind a little black spot
even the sun has a shadow
and life is fine for light reins
:: 04-03-2014 ::
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a light I held within my hands
no more than a firefly lit
but it burned so brightly
and lit two souls afire
that light grew o’er time
and replaced my sun
and each night it lay
next to the lonely moon
I slept beneath your light
that which we shared
and in mornings awoke
and basked in that fire
fresh mountain air stir
a mixture running brooks
now your firefly has flown
but I still have the moon
and each midnight dreams
of that fire we once shared
my love I keep the fire
and one day my firefly too
shall fly away toward Heaven
and I bring our fire with me
:: 04-03-2014 ::
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skinny-tight mini-skirt android
carrying silver platter dreams
Vince Camuto Kain pumps
as red as that heart in me
a blue diet elixir — so hot
keeps me young today
and that velvet pill
made of machine parts
too small for the eye to see
erases the wounds
and clears my brain
heals my wounds today
since he’s gone I can laugh
and hysterics are my friend
since he’s gone
my android — what a friend!
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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 ::
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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 ::
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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 ::
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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 ::
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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 ::
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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 ::
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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 ::
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