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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...
Quito sing the song of my heart!
Between your mountain ranges
the air is light — so high you are!
I watch the lights at night’s fall
Basillica Del Voto in all her grandeur
Sweet Ecuador holds you so dear!
You were born upon the ruins
of an ancient Inca city
I lay my soul at your feet
Sing to me my Andean highlands
Kiss me with your ancient lore
dust my lips — so gently close my eyes
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Compassion is a natural extension of our understanding and wisdom.
With true wisdom we grow more compassionate for the people we meet.
And with compassion we ourselves grow wiser.
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To thee I say:
What is the most beautiful poem
that kindles your heart so brightly
for mine heart surely knows
what brings the morning light
and the sing-song of birds
Before me I clearly see such prose
your heart, face and soul
Is thoust most beautiful poem
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I am so tired of the physical
I want to reach inside your skull
And kiss the soul that stares
back at me — and understands
Just hush and take my hand
I am the drug
that will contract —
the gulf between your animal and soul
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My love affair so ineffable
surely description falls
as gently as the leaves
Like rich hot chocolate
you cover in color
the ground – a blanket of leaves
Soothing – so active a sound
of trembling acorns
that plunk across the roof —
Life, like the taste of apple
that covers cinnamom sticks…
My farm — this life has tilled
the spirit of a certain few
so touched am I — even thrilled
But no thing comes close
to the apparel of mother nature
on any day — in her autumn regal
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There are some
Equations
whose solutions are not
based on numbers
but love
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My emotional state
So dilapidated
— A ruinous estate
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You touched my life
in many subtle ways
this spark you light
gives new hope to me
Quantum states of mind
dance in nonlocal time
Archetypal content
kiss me — so divine
Your love is manifested
in heavenly serenity
that jump from safety
into a pool of creativity
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I MET the devil wearing a sundress — this day in May
she winked at me in a most persuasive way
and asked if I had change for thirty pieces of silver
being poor I only had my soul to offer — this day
we strolled across the river of Life — I almost fell in
nimble and fast, she caught my heartstrings — and said:
“never again do that” — and my eyes bled, my heart caught fire
I beg to be devoured by pleasure than wracked by life today…
She loves me as the Libra that I am – so romantic in my ways
I grab onto the drops of her tears — so swept away this sinful day
The giver who never expects a gift in return –if only for love
When doves die do they fly north or south – remain in place I say
Within my body a magnetic heart — attracts and burns some souls
and crows sing the song forgotten for so long as we dance for days
Twilight burns pavement and heals unborn promises this way
Ice cries and fire smiles all the while we wept as humans in life
I met the devil today — she was wearing the mask I lost in childhood
Asking not what I could do for her — she gave a love — unmatched
Burning fields of daisies as we walked thru the countryside by side
the rains came — the skies moaned and asked for flesh and bone today
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MY words – weak poetical nonsense
mimic my madness – so senseless
If there be a semblance its injustice
bring the court jester – defenseless
Let them both drown out the noises…
and do me goddamn justice
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