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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...
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T-H-A-D-U-M-P T-H-A-D-U-M-P
machine weapon of war
machine human-heart
marching across the world
boots with feet dancing famine
and all the politicians cry
watching their votes dying
a twenty-first century horror
:: 09-01-2015 ::
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WHEN i close my eyes
like now:warm evening nights
and curtains dancing-like what
i wish for my heart
when i close my eyes
like now:feelings hot like passion
and i look at my soul so alone
i wish for my life
wish for autumn days when we play
in fallen leaves and sip coffee and
talk of a life-never apart IS when
i close my eyes, makes me want to
die within your arms The one i yet
to meet but breaths and is so beautiful!
:: 09-01-2015 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #autumn, #fallen leaves, #love, #poetry, #romance, #words | posted in #love, #words
Twixing yellow-cupped flowers
breezing touched-tip
of pollination wing! Flitters
–ingly my moist-eyed beautiful
love where exposed feelingCountry
side of rolling hills thrill romance
beeSTUNG-luscious lips smother
my-tied heart as is my whole mind
and soul, dear exquisite lover
:: 09-01-2015 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #abstract, #art, #love, #poetry, #words | posted in #abstract, #art, #love, #words
IF we too we two
separate in
the waterSpring
built as Oceans
of Life (which when
seen by unguarded eyes
makes them out of rivers)
we should we shall too
find each other in Love
…dear be still I shall swim
emotion and painWaves
upon purpose-porpoise
backs that fly at times
above waterSpring
built as Oceans
:: 09-01-2015 ::
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I am free(within my mind)
(I am slave)within my skin
and catch my dreams
within this chilling land
I am free within my skin
within my mind I am slave
just a confusing artist
who maybe should neer
express beyond a boundary
of love or mind.A bloody rose
:: 09-01-2015 ::
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SHE hid her tears inside
a pink pillow of faith
and smiled
and today she’s strong
yesterday was rough
it doesn’t matter since
it’s gone
she takes off her shoes
and runs
all through life
under a bright sun
and even night
she has no name
she wears a smile
and everyone knows
she’s a lovely soul
and no one could ever
say how she lived life
badly
she has a glimmer of fire
knowing how she needs to be
and this life is a place
to gain where nothing’s lost
but at such a cost!
the girl who knew life
so lovely when she left
all the butterflies and
flowers wept
:: 08-30-2015 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #life, #love, #poetry | posted in #life, #love
and i say the gator can snap
yes ma’am that’s what i’m saying
today the sun can burn it all
yes’um burn all of this ragged man
cause when the moon shows up
i’ll be three sheets to the wind
that’s a prayer for all of you
so bring over your long legs
so i can survive little girl
so bring over that halo a bit tarnished
all i’m saying is you stole my soul
and with my pink cadillac
you drove me outta
my poor soul little woman
:: 08-30-2015 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #bayou, #love, #poetry, #spell | posted in #bayou, #love, #south, #spell
WHITE LINE dance within my mind
twisting a mix of fear and love
bubble gum thoughts of sticky pain
grab your shoes wear your pain
like stilettos how much it hurts
all you see is the beauty of it
The puzzle of love fits so nice
but a broken heart takes its time
to put the pieces all back together
— // —
Leave a comment | tags: #heel pain, #love, #poetry, #shoes | posted in #heel pain, #love, #shoes
Melancholy ? Is not me!
the item on isle #1
next to ‘organic food’
is where marketing horror
sits nearly aside cards and
little children
poetry is no produce
but thinner than air
eventually all our
last breath!
:: 08-27-2015 ::
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two tiny fleeting feet
rushing mushing mushroom
upon chase of time
so early in morrow
morning kisses
says rooster:
not fair i have no roost!
says the butterfly:’Sweet’
before nectar drinking
and Cupid signs: “All lovers
need a drink of Spirited Love
to start a Romantic Day!
:: 08-27-2015 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #cupid, #hearts, #love, #mornings, #poetry, #romance, #so tough!, #words | posted in #cupid, #hearts, #love, #romance, #so tough!, #words
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