Category Archives: #abstract

Solitary Flower

HERE is a silent moment
bathed in calmness
and unfettered within
Light and Comfort!
i do not ask of its
origin and do thank
its presence, Life;
so like a solitary
flower growing from
within the cracks
of the world’s side-
walks.

:: 02.08.2020 ::


AMPERSAND

&, my Love do not save my seat
i’ve planned it since my love
has decayed
The Great Escape
your face was a portrait of
poisoned beauty
AMPERSAND
the rejected regrets!

&

:: 12.22.2019 ::


SOCIAL SCENES

i have r e a ch e d beyond the earliest and now dying starts
over hypnotized whispered secrets within an ear and f i n d ing
mySELF lonely on this planet.

Escaped and hanging within my Darkest Dreams — away from all
social scenes /i saw a butterfly soar away just today; upon
its back carried all my lighest Dreams/tomorrow morning
i will save my life again so save my strength i scatter hope
across these azure skies with hope and love.

:: 02.08.2020 ::


Crysanthemum Skies

i return to the wild horses within my head. And to breath crysanthemum skies while i openly weep holds no fanfare for fire. Fire can be emotionally cold as it consumes the Art within my blood. The veins of my Soul are yellow-green in color but my tongue is more.
And heart is a strong bastard
that kills me every evening as the Sun returns to tomorrow over There. Couples are beautiful as they harp upon each other’s insecurities.
Lone wolves howl in pleasure and mostly disregard the silver-white light bulb in the sleeping sky.
12.07.20


MY BRAIN BEGAN TO PONDER

MY brain began to ponder
if ‘It’ was ‘He’ who
perhaps was ‘Me’ when
suddenly
the coroner decided it
was not the three.

‘It’ set ‘Me’ free
for all of Eternity.

:: 08062019 ::


Hugs ARE Squeezed to Contain BURSTING Joy

SOME. thoughts are daggers
as others are kisses
while hugs are squeezed
to contain BURSTING
joy: …my privately confessed
delusions —->. God please return
my m I n d \. THESE pesterous
Cherubs sending L oVE
air mailed /I delightfully collect
their stamps for the golden saliva
by cherubic artist can visit me
post return of my comatic brain.
unraveling|~|

08052019
© EPRobles 2019


OUTDOOR MARKETS

eye-GASMS are artful things
of flesh left out by the
woods / she went were-wolves
once ate meringue pie before
acquiring a human fedora and
impressed all the women at
the outdoor market where
butchers smoke meat and
flay cigars with white whiskered
smiles. Where were the yokes
when sadness crept over the
clouds and a comedian choked
on a badly baked joke. ?

::08042019::
EPRobles c 2019


The Silent Machine

OUTSIDE the silence the machine
E A T S my liver
screws my tender insides.
For all the failures wishing
i could not think of living
the beautiful memories
of yesterdays /i’m a failure
of tomorrows\ rolling dead
eyes in a river & thick
rooted hairs screaming |
THE END COMES so easy
watch the sunlight dim
in a moment all dream
time screams by(e)
dear___i knew not of you
but married twice believing
–>take/took my heart
and slung it around the sun.
OUTSIDE the machine
eats you & me. screws
our tender parts.

:: 04-20-2019 ::


t HeGreat est won deful my SteR y

t
HeGreat
est
won
derful
my
SterR

y
of
Al
l
is
tru
eLo

ve

:: 03-08-2019 ::
E.P. Robles (c) 2019


HIGH THE I HAVE

if have i if i
had high while all
little beauties were
dying i had them all
within just ‘me’
is the beauties that
seem to always be
that most pain.

e.p.robles (c)2019
:: 02/09/2019 ::