Daily Archives: March 3, 2016

March 3, 2016

THE EXPANSIVE UNKNOWN

By EPRobles

MY feet are wasted
i have relieved myself
upon them.

In powder-blue
all my gross innocence
pulls back the dreams
of my youthful days

My youthful dreams
that i knew close the crypt
upon the somber skies

And the Book of My Life
have many torn pages
just pulp scars of living

actually all by the power
of love fallen so it’s
me i’m writing of

you can take me to a place
called hell i have a hat
hanging on it’s wall

So then, my expansive unknown
always be! That we all
can dream a dream
and eventually meet the day
we try to excuse all our
regrets while love ones
lament on such a beautiful day
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March 3, 2016

A LONGEST MOMENT BEGINS

By EPRobles

My longest morning begins
without you
The cherished sun-smiles
that hides with expectation
the cloud bellows white
the sheets wet by fitful
dreams of losing you.
WHEN did moments charge
in blood? And between spaces
bent fingers reaching for you?
Oh where, where is this “YOU?”
My passion –>
(larger,
shrinking)
dearest love
[perhaps a heart caught
in the throe of passion
is a blue-jay egg within my
throat!

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March 3, 2016

BY GRACIOUS ANCIENT LOVE

By EPRobles

By gracious
ancient love
and above all
things that are
gently pleasant
life paused
Just if(for you)
and like all
young new hearts
impatiently moved
by his and her
minds all mysteries
are likeMaking new
memories; by
flesh and kisses
walks and talks
hands over bridges
eyes across love
whose sharp horizons
divide the days
and nights of light
and secret missions/
away together as One
away together in Love
is where our minds
take off\I’d rather
live and sometimes
even hurt if Love
at times tenders me.

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March 3, 2016

POISONED TONGUE

By EPRobles

…was the one
with a poisoned
tongue
saw the soul with
a gun and a pill
we fulfill our own
tragedies///whatever
addictions –>
are the mechanisms
that allows us
t
o
die\
and all the dollars
all the glam it’s
a chest full o’diamonds
won’t tear away this
h urt
and another gun thrown
down Mother Mary of
Secrets i looked into
her eye;a man by her side
just another way to die.

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March 3, 2016

I STARTED A POEM

By EPRobles

i started a poem
which made the
whole world cry
— i did not know
how cold the night
had become until
i found that i
had past
from this world
into the void of
possibilities so
i cried and followed
the golden road to
the realm of peace
and met many a fellow
who were as me;
we read the last
stanza holding hands
and greeted the One
behind the Light
and we watched Him
cry while His tears
fell into the soil
which grew so many
flowers i too started
to cry knowing i left
the world behind
but a piece still
lives within me.

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