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About EPRobles

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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...
July 25, 2020

ONE POEM

By EPRobles

I

INTO briefness so ARGUNENT

I HELD onto the rope of Life;
strenuous briefness was  i
 
diverging & opposite view:
   then the universe grew.

:: 07.24.2020 ::

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July 25, 2020

LOVE IS TENDER AS A CHILD

By EPRobles

THE glint of green pastures she views
while grieving and leaving:
oh how love is a nest like
dove’s song: the only one
upon Earth she loves_____
the fog and cold air
mist and river
hills and shade; love is a lot
like a beautiful smile

:: 07.24.2020 ::

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July 25, 2020

CLOAK & HAT

By EPRobles

if YOU loved me
then leave me alone
you knew i had a heart
as broken glass______
and then you broke more.
i have nothing left
not even brave words.

:: 07.24.2020 ::

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July 25, 2020

WINDMILL THOUGHTS

By EPRobles

WHETHER a windmill
or a Thought
does not concern
the Soul.
The wind mills
about until told
how to perform.
is nature
and weather of
any human heart.

:: 07.24.2020 ::

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July 25, 2020

PLEASE KILL ME BEFORE I DIE

By EPRobles

IF i shall never hear a note again
what of my vision — a forest calls
but no sound/ i, the failure, of
all that is nature and of words.
so must my mouth SCREAM
but my head hears not [even the
blacksmith striking his anvil]
so i am the deaf poet
that shall never hear my own words\
locked inside a cedar box for all
seasons.

:: 07.24.2020 ::

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July 25, 2020

REMEMBER ME TO WONDER

By EPRobles

WITHIN all this time
within my frail skin
my mighty heart still lies
she made a warm soup
while i wandered as a lonely
cloud that floats outside
a window while at night (dreaming):
A host of tellings —
a sickle of amazing sun-honey
lit hearts — beside the lake,
beneath trees, we thrived &
danced within the immortal winds.

:: 07.24.2020 ::

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July 24, 2020

HAvE REGRET FOR NOTHING BY WORDS

By EPRobles

\HAVE regret for nothing by words:

If south were North
then Heaven would burn
Instead the heart should
ponder the mouth
lest words could cut the
cords of souls

–//–\

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July 24, 2020

A HUNDRED POEMS – III

By EPRobles

and today I slay death — it was my way
knife & heart-blade-life
what light revealed
strength or frail: truth for a man
 and the council  those pompous twelve
 non-human  but eager  to learn things
and Earth is a grand  battlefield!  petal rose
red soil and bitter torn in dream & fear dear
lackey heart weak near  the hand grab my heart
hero save what shadow old man or bag lady
do not stare this way for all had is given
move along tomorrow today the gift is given
softly   we praise Him who always gives more
those flowers in fields

:: 03-12-2014 ::

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July 24, 2020

THE SECRET

By EPRobles

THE secret is within the liar’s mouth
i push you aside as a tongue searching
for the hole, reached so far i broke
my tendon-mind all away
i looked within your gapping heart
for ways — even there within the vast
emptiness of Memories

:: 07.24.2020 ::

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July 23, 2020

EARTH OR FLIES

By EPRobles

I DROPPED you off
  you left a smile
& though lone men
turn toward heat
 — your lottery
is a black fly
   within Chardonnay
: are you wondering?
   bad advice you just
cannot take?   And who
sang:  “a butterfly born
is alive to fly”  and we
are a crashDOWN : utter/
thinking\ radiating free
rays of hellos and goodbyes
   pink colors next to it
don’t  you feel or think?
like female flesh feeling
more than men — such good
advice you cannot take.
     Miss Safe kiss goodbye
Mister Fly of Life:  it’s
   it short life looking
for another: to breath away.
  Nature.

:: 07.23.2020 ::

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