November 1, 2016

VARESE’S DESERTS

By EPRobles

I watched a tender
blue sky seep into
sleep and
experienced dark claws
of rough black earth
awaken me
And the moon itself
sucking bones and
dirt from Earth
into a funnel
toward Heaven
This I saw while
being born
This I know as
each small day
i die slowly //

:: 08-07-2016 ::

About EPRobles

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
This entry was posted on Tuesday, November 1st, 2016 at 11:31 pm and posted in #night, #noir, #pain, #perception, #personal, #perspective, #poet, Uncategorized. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.

You must be logged in to post a comment.

%d bloggers like this: