Category Archives: #1800s

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

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 23, 2020

DO NOT ALLOW THE MOON TO KEEP YOU

By EPRobles

THESE SIMPLE NIGHTS are
simple dreams
if you are going to
dreamland take parsley
,sage and a white candle
and remember those you
left behind:  they were once
the best friends in love
    tell her to meet me outside
by the deep forest green —
express the light and spirit
i once felt when she first kissed
me there.   A scarlet mark upon
my heart and Life which I shall
wear with honor for the true love
of mine.

:: 07.23.2020 ::

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July 22, 2020

lalala-da-lala-ta-dah

By EPRobles

NOW that i have lost everything
for you :/grieving\:
take all the icons of your wild
world (too hard to get by
upon a smile)
& now lost within everything
old |–>so THE-new-breaks my grieving
heart –> so babe baBY its
like a sorrowful sad girl
just because we’re best friends
doesn’t mean there’s good strangers
lalala-da-lala-ta-dah
: evil eats tender loving hearts
so new so white so black so true
so you leave so take care
;take all that makes you beautiful;
this mysterious world is a wild
world so oh baby it’s a wild world
(as the child you are: never want to
see you sad, girl so take care and hope
you have a lot of friends out there —
just remember there’s a lot of bad there.
)

:: 07.22.2020 ::

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July 18, 2020

ARMY OF INSECTS

By EPRobles

MY ATTENTION is breaking \a flooding stream flowing/
help me:i found an enemy within me: help :  and
the only thing that works;   an Umbilical cord
around the weak parts of my Heart :  i have found
detritus within my heart/ all the parts of a splayed
cockroach across the floor:
  oh well an invading army
of insects now & maybe
later horny cherubs to take
me away
  oh well oh my
  yea hell
  hello
within broken mirrors are
the strangest souls
and i am ugly full of tears
 am i scared why not:  i
found God.

:: 07.18.2020 ::

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July 17, 2020

ANCESTRY CALLS

By EPRobles

hmm…

i find it very very easy to be so true
so all inside of you i keep a close watch
upon the leather book of my prose because
its you (of course) — i find myself
admitting i’m a fool just for you/ i ate the sun
and spat out darkened light and happiness i felt from
you hmm…
i find it very very true
that you have a way to keep
ME next to your side —
hmm. so i have a heart and
something called truth:
so i admit i am a fool
just for you — natives say
both day & night are just fine
because you’re mind.

:: 07.17.2020 ::

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July 17, 2020

JOURNAL: 07172020

By EPRobles

TOO! i am too tired for Love___i drained
my member silently this day: of no love,
fanfare nor beauty i did this to die again/
the sun was rolling upon my house’s roof
and all the neighborhood dogs howled
in joy at the large yellow bouncing ball
of fire and death\and me –alone.

:: 07.17.2020 ::

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July 17, 2020

AN ARMY DEFEATED

By EPRobles

The sun rises as hope,
the wind is singing,
the small birds twitter,
the soul is all bitter,
my mouth is closed.
every animal weeps
within its cage
their heads never raising.
as a hole feeds deep within
our hearts — but if everything
around you is not quite as it seems
are we all we wish to be?
like an army defeated and so afraid
to see.

:: 07.17.2020 ::

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July 17, 2020

WALLS HELLO

By EPRobles

within walls so /\ HIGH
i whisper good wishes to only you
| a raging storm and sleight of hand
— and i wait with you | without you
i sing, ‘what you give is yourself
away’ /
so give so give yourself away

:: 07,.1`6;]2020 ::

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