December 11, 2014

MY SPACE BETWEEN TIME

By EPRobles

TONIGHT i paint a dream
And anyone

No one i knew
can see it’s frame

the brush i hold
a gentle pulse
within my heart

ignored by love
but not the stroke!

a   dream
i  have is all my own

the tremor whispering
i walk fallen
dry leaves in fall

a beauty beheld
life like my own!
i fit between

toc (me)
tic (time)
revelations!

:: 12-09-2014 ::

About EPRobles

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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
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