Monthly Archives: October 2015
( yOur so… )
FULL of passion and giggles
so now she’s sad
i frown for you
and when i’m with you
i don’t want to be
with you
an enormous window mourning
sunsets too
like the child within me
she’s within you
too alone in the dusk
with you// the wind plays
Rachmaninoff and your hair
ties a knot within my heart
good heart a desire to please
and my head in a deep freeze
and (if) you(r) face ; my skies,
tomorrows are deeply blue
with a burning sun within all
my soul and fatal eyes
it’s only like when
i’m with you
never want to be with you
could never leave you
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Today’s a creme sherbet life
where dresses break sunlight
and we’re so lost and lonely
not the first time — won’t
be the last time and we close
our eyes
the pushing curtain of today
And when todays are nighttimes
we ride upon white ponies
we scream it’s not the first
time crushing the feeling of
our cries we close our eyes
the curtains pushing
today into night
so close your eyes
the curtains you love
pushing dreams into tomorrows
(hey, Jude remember me)
Close your eyes and these curtains
are life …close your eyes
for another life and we push
away until today comes
so close your eyes
the universe sings her lullaby
:: 10222015 ::
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Rode upon a cloud through rain
right through stress and life
she guided me like i’m tears
washed away all my fears
say, ‘are you ready to ride?’
i said, ‘SHAMBHALA”
like children
when the halls lit life
within our souls oh wee!
oh yeah oh we
(in the rain wash away my shame)
saw the light in your eyes
and SHAMBHALA oh we sing
‘yeah yeah yeah’
how does God love
tell me, how does life
balance pain? Oh hey
,yeah, hey yeah oh well
it’s how well you live life
and everyone is lucky and kind
Oh wee oh yeah SHAMBHALA
we’re all children in His eyes
:: 10222015 ::
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WHEN love’s cold we cry
women seem so wicked
when hearts are so strained
men seem so distant
when love is so ugly
when we’re alone
when life is down
fears come out
when you’re so weak
hearts are so alone
when lovers are so
unwanted it seems so
cold when we’re so
hungry for love
no one knows how
to live for love
Lovers roaming nights
like when you’re down
when love’s cold
we cry and we all are
so wicked when hearts
are so strained
hearts seem so distant
opened mouths say
‘when you’re strange’
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IN quiet nights i see how
we kissed goodbyes and knew
how love is so wild like
memories that wain
upon trees and bluejays
but through the time
i kissed your tears
over and again
with eyes that know
how shadows ran
across the breeze
in brush-stroked love
So say hush my heart
let’s watch the yonder
where celestial wheels
roll across the blue
spirits crying.
we sketched our hearts
in the chill of seasons
and how i know now
all the words you said
and i did not listen
and you suffered insanity
but now i see how flaming
flowers blaze within you
and weather-faces blow
memory — and how i
love you now.
Quiet nights comforting
floating clouds.
:: 10222015 ::
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You walk within my dreams
–> last night
a thought so near to me
and endeared to me.
but you couldn’t quite
discern me and you:
a stage like
a melody holding up
the world inside you
–a big secret wins
you over like a few
actors pacing from
shadow to shadow
too far apart. So i
stretch myself like
a shadow actor explaining
ticket tax and we live
in such bad product
: to meet my glory,
but my secret hovers
over my life to keep you
reaching like heaven; are
we dead citizenS or survivorS?
iT IS THE pulse of poetry.
:: 10222015 ::
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i was in war when the call came
speakers blaring ‘take cover’
and you said goodbye dear
continents away in flesh and spirit
went the dream into the fire
why were you so quiet?
when heaven fell.
Baghdad is a adolescent face
full of acne
and the sand damper killing
vibrations.
So carefully I crawled into
the foxhole and cried for life
and love — one war won (i lived)
another lost (in love).
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THE Smallest is a thing
no name barely,
echo memory.
Just the same such a stain
that still remains,
within my brain,
the smallest thing.
fragment memories.
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IF I were
a broken soul
who could mend me,
the cobbler
down the road?
With his crafty skills
and many tools,
the awl or maybe
stretching tool?
He would surely know
— should I go?
My shoes, so worn
but my soul so full
of these empty holes.
My Cobbler, sir!
Repair my soul
,insufferably I plead!
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WE skip night All into a daze
hours and minutes, WATER uh!
and walk the plank of a ship
that breaks icebergs in Bering
pass the coke and Jim Beam
Hey!
I say hang around my sea parking
lot swelling undulating waves!
We run the boat — well, oh hell
yeah…!
Indian Summer nights
hugging my radio
we set sail for the horizon
made it through the cold
and it’s getting real and ya
say let’s head for the coast
Gotta say we got a fishing hole
and the girls of fantasy
feed us tonight
It’s all the summer nights
playing in my head well
got a job and gonna do it tonight
Bring home the smelly clothes
and bacon and another month
of living right now what i’m
talking about! Yeah a few
who run the night on busy waters
we never let go oh hell yah!
We run the night on busy waters
don’t you know? We don’t play
games with lives on the ropes
:: 10202015 ::
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 
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