When you lose this love
take it by the neck
and cut those ties
of brilliant feelings
little stars shinning
sparkling and drink every
ember of that feeling
you made happen
It was always you
:: 06-30-2015 ::
Daily Archives: June 30, 2015
SERVICE NO KINGS
DILETTANTE IN FUR
Meow meow m e o o o ow!
the felis domesticus
beasts that smother me!
CAT! When thoughts rest
exists ~~~ a resting cat
she ran out of the bag
shall never I put her
back within!
:: 06-302-2015 ::
CONFUSION IS MISDIRECTION
CONFUSION is MISDIRECTION
that life says:
“Pointing nowhere!”
The many mysterious \
we enjoy (some of us)
WAYS
always always secretly smiling
in our deepest pain and tears
I heard a cloud above my head
snap! It laughed out loudly!
I stumbled upon her tear;
the thunderbolt of steel
deeply embedded within my
heart-caked soul
d
e a
r
kiss me so passionately that when
humming birds come they lick the
s w e e t soul ounces of my
liquid spirit!
:: 06-302-2015 ::
YOUTHFUL larger MATURE giants
And the fields of color bending down to smile
bowing through and through
when you –> passing by || the sun feels you
~~~~~ turning the screw
|| all of you ||
And the shadows of mind all the way near
the river of lost souls s c r e a m “OH YOU!”
We are the living souls of lost paradise .
Youthful larger !
\/\/\/ mature GIANTS \/\/\/
sO oh hell yeah : it’s way down humble’a
nimblest future dream when we begin to grow
so way down into night we feel how life says
“Stand up! Be counted!”
Whatever you need is all within that heart that beats:
Youthful larger mature giants
so beyond the grasp of mental midget minds
A SALUTE TO YOU!
:: 06-30-2015 ::
RED, WHITE & BLUE DEATH
AND if you say you
are so sad
I say I’m happy
and if you are afraid
of life I say I am
so comfortable in death
you really should wake up
I gave you a knife to
cut the birth cake of
your life –> you cut
your wrists and so we
have crimson cake: oh well
vanilla is white
blood so red
all we need is your mood
to make blue
–>red, white and blue
a Nation so Happy
America! Killed you
and all her social
engineering death
! So I really say
you really caught the
hook in your mouth
but I love you
:: 06-30-2015 ::
WE WEEP ACROSS THE UNIVERSE
TO hear the dead sing
is never kind
the pure blood of tears
the wet shower of
thunderstorms
It tis not the heart
nor the spirit!
but soul of the blue jay
that knows four eggs
bring three souls
The ‘who-souls’ of life
sing ‘woe’ and me:
you: the smallest voice
heard across the universe!
:: 06-30-2015 ::
TWO MINUS ONE IS PAIN
TO imagine love
:: life ::
when living is this
worthless dead
rose (do restrain)
when soul/mind complains
this wish through heart
then tragically restrained
weeds contain roses(
love) then Springtime
comes: and humanity
shouts sweetly to lovers
with broken hearts:
success is a tear
shed by the greatest lost
of love!
:: 06-29-2015 ::
SUN BEE SOON BE MY LIFE
To be-bee is buzzing
more sound and then
so loved by bearing
seldom than honey!
SO-be so bee be love
my pure nature-heart!
It’s mostly scent
upon the tip of a moon-
lit hungry heart!
than all the bee-life
is so richly sweet!
I see-me most insanely
and the biggest star
of life: sun ! — A N D
takes me-my soul away unto
that/WHEN all LIFE
which only is higher
than skies who drench
those fields of my heart!
remember::bees::me:: life!
:: 06-29-2015 ::
TO THIS WORLD I LOVE
BY the grandest impossible!
what asked of me,
say I: the realization
of simplest kindness
that which I have in hand
, your heart: my own
knocking upon your door
if friend then shall
you let me in?
:: 06-29-2015 ::
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 
NUCLEAR FAMILY IS A BLAST
FOREVER nothing
no t hing
just a mixture
of DNA and skin
hahaha __> evil
scientist and
psychiatrist say
” Y E S ! ”
So I reach inside
their skull and show
how well I sit on
the thought of
Mother Universe
Say you are a hater
say I am bacon
Say you like beer
say I am a wineo
we’re all the same!
Manicured lawn
pink flamengo
white picket fence
drive way up to me
inside through my doors
see how life lives
not a tv show dear
the monster skin of life
comes alive!
Say you called the
police and then we smile
all the sane incarcerated
and I have a kit kat bar
so I’m well fed in my heart
:: 06-27-2015 ::
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