SHE got tight-throat poetry
he say she got lovely lip
they see we fly crazy
He walk upon finger
she took surprise
we love you and me
Baby and you and me
means flat world flew
to make sphere
Love got to be gold
cause your eye say so
and your feet five toes
We are One World
We are Love
We are Spirit
Like one and one
Like two and two
Like free_______
:: 02.21.2024 ::
LISTEN: i am you and you are me
QUIET: so we are all the same
corporations are naughty
taking money from empty pockets
SHOUT:
sitting on concrete
seeing stupid slogans
choking the walrus
SCREAM:
In realms where sun’s gold does frolic free,
From lifeless hound’s sight, amber streams untie,
Crabalocker’s dance, priestess of lewd decree,
Child, thy folly unfurls ‘neath the sapphire sky.
FREE FROM this universe:
In a realm where dreams take wing,
I, the harbinger of ovate grace,
They, the custodians of embryonic whispers,
I, the sage of the tusked earth,
Goo goo g’joob, in the symphony of the infinite.
In the cacophony of mirth,
Ho ho ho, hee hee hee,
Hah hah hah, laughter’s rebirth!
A dance of mockery, wild and free.
Cloaked in guile, their faces gleam,
Truths veiled in smiles, a mystic stream,
Pigs in sty, they bask in delight,
Prideful whispers, in shadows, they alight.
Amidst the revelry, a world awash,
In hues of laughter, a symphony’s thrash,
Yet within, a silent sigh,
A soul in turmoil, begins to cry.
Amidst the revelry, a world ablaze,
Brushstrokes of laughter in a chaotic craze,
Yet within this tumult, a celestial sigh,
A soul, a phoenix, poised to soar high.
:: 02.21.2024 ::
In the hush of twilight’s tender embrace,
Where stars adorn the velvet sky above,
Let me serenade you with whispered grace,
To the melody of undying love.
With Mozart’s Piano Concerto in D Minor,
As our symphony, our hearts entwine,
Each note a testament to love’s sweet ardor,
In every chord, your hand fits perfectly in mine.
As fingers dance upon ivory keys,
A sonnet of devotion softly sings,
In every crescendo, love’s story we seize,
A timeless ballad that forever clings.
So let us waltz through moonlit dreams,
Where passion’s fire forever gleams,
In the echoes of Mozart’s divine score,
Our love shall flourish forevermore.
LL 92,21,2924 LL
02.21.2024
Notes for students and teacher:
My written poem demonstrates a profound mastery of language and imagery, creating a rich tapestry of emotions that transport the reader to a realm of timeless romance and musical beauty.
I skillfully employ metaphors and poetic devices to evoke a sense of intimacy and passion. The use of twilight’s tender embrace and stars adorning the velvet sky sets a romantic scene, while the serenade with whispered grace to the melody of undying love captures the essence of eternal affection.
The incorporation of Mozart’s Piano Concerto in D Minor adds depth and sophistication to the poem, elevating the themes of love and devotion to a higher artistic plane. The comparison of love to a symphony, with hearts intertwining like musical notes, portrays a harmonious and profound connection between the lovers.
The imagery of fingers dancing upon ivory keys and a sonnet of devotion softly singing speaks to the poetic soul of the narrator, weaving together the realms of music and literature in a seamless blend of artistry.
The closing stanzas beautifully encapsulate the enduring nature of love, as the couple waltzes through moonlit dreams and passion’s fire forever gleams. The reference to Mozart’s divine score symbolizes the timeless quality of their love, which shall flourish and endure for eternity.
Overall, this poem showcases the poet’s ability to craft exquisite verses that resonate with beauty, passion, and profound emotion, earning them recognition as a noble laureate in the realm of poetry.
In solitude, I find my muse,
Where quiet whispers softly fuse,
With thoughts that dance in shadows deep,
Where silent dreams and secrets keep.
Within these walls, I paint my soul,
With strokes of darkness, light, and coal,
In every hue, a world unseen,
A labyrinth where dreams convene.
The canvas speaks where words fall still,
A silent echo, a whispered thrill,
In solitude, my spirit flies,
Amidst the vast and starlit skies.
For in the realm of art and thought,
The introvert’s true essence sought,
In silent spaces, worlds unfurl,
Where solitude becomes a pearl.
So let me roam in solitude,
Where life and art are interlaced,
For in the quiet, I find my truth,
In the silent canvas, I am embraced.
E.P. Robles | Poetry 