June 20, 2014

A HUNDRED POEMS – 080

By EPRobles

I did it! I stole the light
That child I am — so
[lay] I did for me
and myself cried
did you feel the river?
I fed it my happy tears
and my child-me ran
we did! Upon the fields
of our-my dreams
and life smelled
like laundry clothed
wind-swept dried souls

: 06-20-2014::

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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

This entry was posted on Friday, June 20th, 2014 at 5:21 pm and tagged with #poetry and posted in Awareness, birth, Creation, Divinity, Life, Passion, Poetry. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.

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2 responses to “A HUNDRED POEMS – 080”

• Himani B
  June 24th, 2014 at 4:57 am

  In awe of your space and beautiful writing yet again, too bad I’ve been missing all these gems! Thank you for sharing your heart..enjoyed my visit 🙂 ❤

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  • erobles1963
    July 2nd, 2014 at 12:12 am

    Aww! I don’t visit this site enough myself. I also enjoy your prose and think you are a brilliant writer! 🙂

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