Daily Archives: August 12, 2020

I AM DUMB AND I AM WEAK

WITHIN the heat of night i see my moon shadow
within this night yes so if i ever say
i ever denied love only because i am weak
and i see you and i know how colors paint
life & how broken hearts weep for more tomorrows
And dear : i lost my mind and my mouth | i see how
seeds grow into frail flowers
/so i see my shadow \ even in sunlight —
so i am dumb and i am weak and so
human. So if within the heat
of night i see my moon shadow
within this night yes / i lost my mind
and forgot the spectrum of colors because
i lost your love. So sun shadows i burn
looking at your light and wish i could be
so much as you my brilliant sun and my mouth
and my teeth and heart and my soul weeps
tearings looking at the moon shadow.

:: 08.12.2020 ::


A PARCHMENT OF MYSTERY

I AM the Heart. The Spirit, wings of flight and love
the many illusions of living, feelings and betrayal.
And the small and great
and creatures upon four feet.
The stem reaching for the sun
and growing grains of innumerable sands
across the dry lands and the
crystal-snow of high mountains.
Love. It is All and Everything.
Within the molecule and the edge
of all the known universe.
to live and know the unknown
is terribly lonely
But Love, love!
Is THE greatest mystery
\of all!

:: 12-05-2017 ::
Rev: 03-22-2018


BETWEEN THE TEETH OF LIES

   ///////////////////////////Seditious countries and each life;  closes minds 

since mortal hearts within jars and intestines have no mark upon solemn synod     – forgiven decrees;     
all humans scream for release from the arms of colossal piteous complaints…    
do not tear away yourself dear  to whisper a break withIN a deep-divorcing vow?   i gave you everything; 
everything i own;i have given you everything and you blew it to hell and with blood mingled inside the
crime of lust:  for if we were one, and you played false, i ate the poison of your flesh,   being infected
by your contagion.  And hell, shit, keep fair league and truce inside my soul and mind and spirit —
you blew it all and split the world of my heart apart.

:: 08.12.2020 ::


COLOCASIAN

To be far from sounds, cities, and horny ones,
i wrote colocasian:
which went un-noticed.
its dull honey-color tempted gods
and makes human souls sweat in heaves.
AND my beating heart makes a neon sign
sad;
as though it would make me stop from
wishing Merlot. the deep diver searching
for pearls or ancient shells.
Ghostly whispers wishing seas that
undulate heavenly songs a-flutter
through currant bushes of sea weed.
my heart and eyes:
paint the image upon my brain;
please; see me –>
as a slave to all, to admit no passerby
to adverse towns.

:: 08.12.2020 ::


OH ANGEL

OH Angel! Oh my angel
who covers me!
my love my light my spirit;
for past pleasures i do not
grieve, not so: any perils
that gather near —
i’ve a broken heart that
gathers no great grief that i
leave behind — no thing
that claims a tear!
to breath upon Earth is to
merit heaven as if making
hell upon Earth.

Where Souls scorn! A pointing
finger through many a coming
year?

:: 08.12.2020 ::


TERROR

TERROR!    minor.major.  Sharp.Flat.  butterfly wings.   climbing down the scales.freezing death scaling mylegs toward my heart — | is a second death.  my DEAR.  my sweet love.my immortal being.  How theworld moved when you spoke;  how the skies and earth shifted with your emotion.   my dear.   it is only me / a smallest thing containedwithin a fractured Soul\ my beloved.   Do not fret do not tear do notshout.  the world has many but notas many as you.  It is the beautyand the art and the heaveningly words of music and poetry that speaksthrough us.
:: 08.11.2020 ::


& WHEN I SHUT MY EYES

This CENTER cannot hold WITHOUT the PROPHESIED
pIECES of small shards  then again maybe everything you UNDERSTAND is
a new kind of ATTENTION.
THREE DRINKS AND I’M OFF UNTIL TOMORROW
:p
:: E.P. ROBLES  12.08.2016 ::