Soothing wooden
window pane!
Where hope dwelt
upon ridden raw
weight of elbows
dreaming days;
The wait as
dropping rain
the
falling snow
windy days
summer’s glow
a fall in grace!
there i knew
your face
across distant
seasons too
as stung beelike
humming buzzing
where i buried
just a memory
of you
of waiting
for you
as always
the long season
of God’s Grace!
:: 12-18-2014 ::
:: Rev 09012018 ::
l o v e. elephants too.
. ants. /\ R doing all that
couldn’t be done. Smiles Making
All that’s unmade and her SHE’s
best with peanut’s butter so LOVE
show me EASY not a thing so undone
save all who cannot be saved
hug the porcupine and the insane
and in the end it’s the moon or maybe
even Mars — where they inhale
Laughter and breath out NASA emblems
while teaching rovers to catch a star //
love love love ALL ||
:: 09-01-2018 ::
THE PRECIOUS terror is realizing
most adults are dead children
or like a day that folds itself into
a basket of reborn night. That long-
necked geese and stiff necks are
either pretending giraffes or self
consumed souls; ignoring the mirror’s
reflecting thoughts introspection
devours it’s own mouth.
Surrealism is hickey upon my heart
that bests freezer burn sunlight any
now. Kiss me you brilliant stupid
fool.
:: 08-30-2018 ::
E.P. Robles | Poetry 