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Her glance glows & lingers of otherwise
beating feelings within her Breasts
Oh if and of her soft pure thighs
blind y o u within her grace,
nor,
nature or voice of human speaks
only one of this thing to unwieldy the
arch whence issues a new emotion.
Nor could a stark and stunted
root display her youthful vibrancy
beneath the shoulders of Life,
no, not speak as we within the fur
upon a beast of prey, nor speak forth from
their lines like a Soul of Life —
these memories of youth for youth
and older Souls to remember :
we live life in circles that grow wide
and endlessly unroll.
:: 07.06.2020 ::
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i am not the mud not the footprint
of ancient man but a shinning lit
point of a forming light
within dripping tears
No, not a monster or sunshine
at dark — so such our mouths
sing, “we know things so wrong”
just like everyone else…
i used a brush upon an ancient
rock to remove the ages of tears
revealing Summer when this
ancient town died : and n0w \
feeling love. Within a moment
we kissed and hugged at home —
then we died.
i am not the mud not the footprint
of ancient man but a shinning lit
point of a forming light
c r y i n g for anything to remember
we were once alive and living
as a people.
:: 07.06.2020 ::
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i had a Thought i made it a, “She”
and loved my Thought-Girl
love my Thought-Girl…
i & n o w wonder — thinking thoughts
all by myself to wonder and long
for my Thought-Girl: where can she
be /oh you..]?
i had a Thought
i made it a girl
and she left me/so now i hate thoughts\
but feelings are me.
oh feelings oh bye thoughts!
:: 07.05.2020 ::
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AND that god —
who wanderously walks;
that we find ourselves within
times of grown as lemon-tree
–your light, large breasts you
bore,
there is an answer: to be —
parted/to let it be — always
an answer
so let it all be
our Minds and Faith course like
a wild sea —
that God —
a human word in meager attempt
to describe the greatest Indescribable!
:: 07.05.2020 ::
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TWO legs two arms
a tongue and a voice
two eyes looking
inside my Skin
(makes me cry)
& when winds are strong
at times there breaks
through branches so bare
the breath of a floating
feather — her beautiful
world birth’d of Spring
About this poet-heart
a splendorous rare jewel
turning symbols into
mortal thing.
:: 07.05.2020 ::
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FORGIVE me that i know:
yes is a pleasant country —
while floating within a deep
blue sea ; who is your master?
THE voices sit me before a
grand window opened wide
to smell summer heat and
burning petals are a jumble of
flowers bathed in blue air and
fire. Every living thing is
heavy-breathing and bewitched
and terrible; the World consumes
and rebirths beauty in her blossoms
of rose-rich honey.
:: 07.05.2020 ::
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In this past I remember crickets &
flies indiscriminately conflating
phylum and Genus. Whether my flesh
within Babylon or Bayonne–
tonight is the toast of this Night:
Herr Ludwig Van Beethoven
his anger and brilliance could bore
kind hearts but his sugar notes and
finesse of the keyboard was charity
and progress — so sick am i within
all these strange looks […]
we saw and heard and were all these
sick happy heaps of children on the brink
of pleasant discovery.
:: 07.04.2020 ::
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THE bed a crime scene of sorts
a passion spilled in sweat
willingly i go – to my death
he comes to me in the night
a sword sharpened by lust
and thrusts it into my soul
mother, i’m ready to come home
but the line between pain & pleasure
is small compared to the pleasant death
the coroner will say an untimely passing
but my murderous lover knew the timing
each plunge of his knife ever deeper
— // —
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PAIN as love
thick & forgetting
thinner to remember
that when hate blows
the winds burn each other
— kiss the angel’s baby
lips as pleasure and pain
are one of each as one
hidden That when i speak
i use your beautiful
words since you are within
my aching heart of nothings
.
:: 07.04.2020 ::
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EVil is a heart racing
leaving shadows behind
In this daylight everything
is lit with a target —
so you try so h ard
to hide.
Evil is hard breathing
& wishing to hide: no rock
or coverage can hide you:
— wishing to survive
then evil finds you
– the rest is humanity.
everyone just everyone!
wants to taste you and Devour
you!
:: 07.04.2020 ::
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 
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