what dullness!
the divine whisper
what coldness!
a death from life
into a Nothingness
the estate built!
and all the joy
the fear and pain
and knowing ways
released unto the wind!
sodden steps of fear
angelic whispers
and children’s tears!
pallbearer’s burden
to meet a hole!
and depth of sorrow
like running horses!
a fire o’ hearts
burning past memories
quickly — bury them!
all of my death
within that scar
of broken earth!
and the blanket
— mother earth!
:: 02-27-2015 ::
E.P. Robles | Poetry 