December 11, 2014

SEEDS DRY

By EPRobles

Husband, that I did!
and grandly like
a rising sun
feeding life!

Now alone,
did anyone say
“hello?” when they
left my door
to life that day?

I should praise
the fields
and their skirt
of color always —
who ever heard

A flower
moaning
for water
when light
sucked
seeds dry?

:: 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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