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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...
Summer gone my lips pursed
and crossed hands
across a death so wonderful
i can hear love ones cry
looking at what was me
and i say i am so whole!
I am so much more
than what my flesh could
ever say………….
grandparents crying
will hurt you so
proclaiming how you were
too young to go away
AND IF I SAID WHAT I LOVE
IN MY PROSE i say goodnight
BUT EVERYONE NEVER SEES
love in words….so i refuse
to feel ignorance OOOH!
tossing and turning for ever-
y…one I’m so tired so
blame the skies of LIFE AND
SAY I NEVER SAID, ‘GOODBYE
AND SO LONG’
and tears are gray but not
if i could touch your heart
a brilliant bursting kiss
of my lovely heart!
:: 09192015 ::
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WITHIN the million years of
my need-Empire
A charm of smile and spilled
voice of emotion_children
speak//I know they want
me dead\\ The jester put
the belt across my neck
and empty daisies played
yet not too far to come
and called, ‘i swallow
and cry watching the
moon tonight giving all
my love to you..’
And whose beating heart
belongs to whom? And
to live that stoop as
a duke would do //and i
am so empty without you
i share my secrets with
life \\and upon this storm
the rainbow rose DEPARTED
to casualty and judgment
and this is the last day
for SOULS ON EARTH.
:: 09192015 ::
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I listened to my heart
and wrote a postcard
all for you
My mouth is dry and i
give all my love
till my beating heart
refuses shadows so…
i write, “I love you,
and honor that one thing
that speaks while my
mind says another”
I’m arrested in all my
confusion of how i walked
for miles toward you
and ignored how bright
your sun burns” So today
I removed my heart to
revenge myself cause
i knew how much i loved
you /\ And men are not meant
to attain pure happiness
learning is not knowing
and hate is a rage so blind
that carries love away
:: 09192015 ::
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I am reveled in life
wishing once, death.
Mortal wounds,
spiritual battles
upon the same
battlefield called life!
The difference between
life and death:
Wait and Hope.
:: 09192015 ::
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i gave myself to despair
and paid it in tears
i cried rivers of dreams
that left me too
over there,
somewhere there
too, where i left me
by that roaring river
and my soul that which
(wishing i’d never)
regretting fully
but still have
my beating heart
with despair
and a few tears
still left within
my wishful life
giving me to “it”
called life.
:: 09182015 ::
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Come gaze with me (you)
upon the forever childhood
“thous must!” say adults
his father’s joy,
unto whom pissings whisper low
“i am okay in superman’s
pants best i wished to be
in Misses Cleaver’s heart”
— little clay man who walks
stiff legged I HATE to be that way!
i am two feet walking within the
fields of so many dead hearts
i am underneath a leaf
within a breath eating grass
and you may (I wonder) why
wondering I’ve come so close?
“Yes, it’s someway how you
placed a slender finger into
my mouth and we’ve become so
close” And you say, ‘something
something in the way i like your
poetry, and you’re okay, and
you may not be great but you’re
so very different.’
AND i keep on saying to me:
i’m so safe in my ways i’m so
safe keeping everyone away
:: 09182015 ::
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i felt so inside my head today
while dying inside
my ugly body a look of love\
so i’m so friendly
i have pretty heels
and tattoo’s of GOD (haha yeah)
upon my clean skin
it’s okay i booked jesus to care inside
my days SO I FOUND GOD YEAH! i love
me and all the smiles
— pretty vagrant man in a ditch singing
how horny he is for love yeah! yeah! yeah!
and I stole the red light near the county jail
and made every thought religious for thick-thought
walls of my ugly heart
and God gave me everyday to light my candles
yeah! yeah! oh fuck yeah! And a dog without a home
looked at me and I’m so lonely so gave him my heart
Sir, I’m so excited Mister Jesus we’re okay
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah – like it/miss you/
love you/killed me many times
/where is your father?
yeah, me too//a tune of anymore i fought
loving you…god knows but is so busy feeding a dog
:: 09182015 ::
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i weep gold coined tears
that()you gather mong crum
wanting a clock of physical addiction
i tither between(tumb
ling) cause i say
‘in case i want it all’
and in all of all we never knew perfect
creation and dancing/PHYSICAL
addicition wing spit prowls inside haha
)nowhere ( so i
keep you inside a jar
and Hotel du Golf
…. of my forgotten
dreams yeah…N O T H A N K S
in the someday in the sunday
of sound of someday what’s that
sound? what’s that sound…
like a thousand gallons of
rubbing alcohol flowing through
the strip of my deranged mind
hahaha mOOn Ove iOwns mOOn
wishper less creature huge
gr()pingness
:: 09172015 ::
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angels kissing flowers
i am refusing dreams
so i’m being pulled along
a thousand miles of love
i’m so drowning inside
my mind: making strange
slowly blinking faces
till i find a bed for my
head///i hear a trumpet
like a war machine
and i am so warm
feeling so silly
forgiving enemies who
i play with in that sun
of God who is A Big NIGHT
in the sky called LOVE
MACHINE such a warm machine
and every army bends a knee
to this machine — i forgive
me and you say now i feel
alright making smiles
that the world and skies paint
into beautiful love
and now i wish to catch the
angels who kiss the flowers
they’re me! A love
machine! Such a warm machine!
machine…machine! so playful
:: 09172015 ::
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truly to beautifully
our minds tenderly
comprehend green gardens
awakened //asleep–ing\\
in bitter denial like
this hand who holds
a torn beating heart
along the treacherous
vapor lights of main street
i awoke again in a fit
outside my self touched
your lips and if we touch
all the ones we love
like this most early
single tear/tongue
tugs //when i touch your
lips and what we do to
the people we love makes
(through pale miles a spectacle
perishing air) we love
and hurt the people we love
(when i am outside myself)
:: 09172015 ::
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