When you lose this love
take it by the neck
and cut those ties
of brilliant feelings
little stars shinning
sparkling and drink every
ember of that feeling
you made happen
It was always you
:: 06-30-2015 ::
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SERVICE NO KINGS
CONFUSION IS MISDIRECTION
CONFUSION is MISDIRECTION
that life says:
“Pointing nowhere!”
The many mysterious \
we enjoy (some of us)
WAYS
always always secretly smiling
in our deepest pain and tears
I heard a cloud above my head
snap! It laughed out loudly!
I stumbled upon her tear;
the thunderbolt of steel
deeply embedded within my
heart-caked soul
d
e a
r
kiss me so passionately that when
humming birds come they lick the
s w e e t soul ounces of my
liquid spirit!
:: 06-302-2015 ::
SUN BEE SOON BE MY LIFE
To be-bee is buzzing
more sound and then
so loved by bearing
seldom than honey!
SO-be so bee be love
my pure nature-heart!
It’s mostly scent
upon the tip of a moon-
lit hungry heart!
than all the bee-life
is so richly sweet!
I see-me most insanely
and the biggest star
of life: sun ! — A N D
takes me-my soul away unto
that/WHEN all LIFE
which only is higher
than skies who drench
those fields of my heart!
remember::bees::me:: life!
:: 06-29-2015 ::
IT’S LIKE WHEN WE’RE HAPPY
When we say, “save yourself”
we kiss knowing too well
like when the skies are dark
there’s a sun above
What makes us happy is
when we see rain
and dark clouds
There’s a heart inside
the locked soul of life
And we are so happy
so like when the world fades away
as our fingers fill the
space between the need
of love and I really love
how you rock and roll me
and punk my soul oh dear
Your hair is the color of
night and your eyes the sun
And between the thoughts
a sweet peach upon a branch
that I want to taste if it
makes you happy
:: 06-27-2015 ::
SOMETIMES TIME IS SOMETHING
AND tell me honestly if there’s
no shoreline at the edge of
a hungry heart!
Knee deep just this day
I wandered your coastal line;
the fish nipping, the gulls
singing, the sun singing.
And the sand was HOT! each
stepping thought feeling me
beautiful oh most beautiful!
worlds of that pure desire
what were thoughts into summer!
I sit besides this glory ~
she; the sweetly creative
unknown!
:: 06-27-2015 ::
OF DREAMS AMONG
by-
silver waving glass
of ocean ||
you called wet love
?
dancing skirt
flinging flowers
all from hair
all in
m e
-o
uch of an if
& your skin eating
all the light beams
of a horny moon
who is she
no other like
more than I should know
she is more dream than
what more becomes
the true soul-mate
:: 06-29-2015 ::
A HUNDRED POEMS – XL
THAT tear i wish to be
so pure a true drop-see
an innocent expression from me
made peace sad apple bite
my heels; burned in stiletto
but my dress falls neatly
a walk from here
to –> there
And ageless tears see
each frame-flash desired
a numbWe mySoul be
a l w a y s!
I wish a rain to dance within
just me and cloud-thunder
that only an Eye-God sees
What I am inside always!
:: – ::
A POET WITH EMPTY WORDS
Lost my way writing words
on my way back to life
all alone with the One
so exhausted with none
I am so surprised
no suicide
I’m strapped in a chair
with a hanging light bulb sun
and the leather upon my wrists
so tight like honey bees
stinging all the dreams of
my life: I’m just a poet
of silver dreams weeping
and half alive with an empty
gun so I use a pencil to
stab life with all my
empty words
A silver tongue that no one
loves so I write words to
awaken me from my dream
of lonely fields
silver dreams weeping
half alive with an
empty gun
::-::
THE GIANT-SMALL
have you seen
the giant-small?
it lives in glass
and sleeps in dirt
one to show
the other to hurt
have you seen
the giant-small?
it lives in love
and sleeps in gold
one to hug
the other to hurt
::-::
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 
NUCLEAR FAMILY IS A BLAST
FOREVER nothing
no t hing
just a mixture
of DNA and skin
hahaha __> evil
scientist and
psychiatrist say
” Y E S ! ”
So I reach inside
their skull and show
how well I sit on
the thought of
Mother Universe
Say you are a hater
say I am bacon
Say you like beer
say I am a wineo
we’re all the same!
Manicured lawn
pink flamengo
white picket fence
drive way up to me
inside through my doors
see how life lives
not a tv show dear
the monster skin of life
comes alive!
Say you called the
police and then we smile
all the sane incarcerated
and I have a kit kat bar
so I’m well fed in my heart
:: 06-27-2015 ::
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