A society crumbles mostly
by death breeze, slowly
And the children crying
beneath a troll bridge
eating soul meat pies!
I saw a needle piercing
god’s lonely golden eyes
a sweet whore blessed Him
Our Nation of freaks guessing
when does hell fire kiss death
Not until the archangel smokes
and engineers a portal feasting
upon the backs of dead babies
Go away! Nightmare go! away!
The dead crave the donuts
of a center holy semen nut
So go away! No redemption!
:: 07-01-2014 ::
I did it! I stole the light
That child I am — so
[lay] I did for me
and myself cried
did you feel the river?
I fed it my happy tears
and my child-me ran
we did! Upon the fields
of our-my dreams
and life smelled
like laundry clothed
wind-swept dried souls
: 06-20-2014::
GIVE So,(a)letchion
so //um//thing sow
itching —
bee(,)see-believing
a-tone-ing
so-tongue[um]-annoying
jay-sush dying
a C r o S S bleeding
His hole -lay spread
-ing (burst-life) morning
the rock removed -|-
corner(stone) bloomed!
:: 06-13-2014 ::
It was so beautiful
before this age
and that died for love
I did a difficult day
when the water i met
and left the world
now back am i
and have to say
nothing has changed
memories of a past
which helps does not
beautiful is life!
but humans still beasts!
who killed me
more than once
but praise I do
that River of Life!
:: 04-29-2014 ::
FIRE that burning ICE
axe-plosion burst stream
at first
a whisper dove
elegantly comes to me
DEVIL flames
kiSsing soul
thunderous passion burning
A high sky ceiling tracing
my dove-love angelic rope
Weakened hands
i clasp
the golden reed
of Nile
tossing waters moving
soul-vessel
ancient reed
lonely the soul drifting
between bodies of heaven
and that of hell
and Earth
What Kings see, humans know
what angels adore
the devil
— loves
but my dove
SOARS so high above all
pure light eagle eyes
a hush from Creation
soon — the grand scene!
:: 04-17-2014 ::
my eyes — my Creator!
what have i seen —
that Glory within reach
those humble broken hopes
that golden binding Promise
my eyes, what have i seen
no word, expression-be
i see that horizon and over
across the rainbow of love
that Promise not just for-eye
:: 04-15-2014 ::
weird PEOPLE watching
defenseless dreaming
knowing my weakness
carefully retreating
I am just a piece
of angel meat wishing
to fall back into my
soft heaven birth trap
A perfect costly costume
high heels and gloss lips
but zombies love decay
and my heart is a dead
fish swimming when dead
I saw the salmon run
dead gill fish moving
Mother nature so cold
but your hug is warm
and tree and animal love
the strength you exude
Love me strong female
show us girls what to do
we bleed across horizons
and days and years too
ageless pain and suffer
for life and nature too
:: 04-13-2014 ::
(c) E.P. ROBLES
a clean sheet that paper
at birth not a scribble
a play yet to unfold
what character, will be?
and narrative to drive
that actor’s soul-stage
a setup from the start
and conflict in the wings
a resolution for life
we, the fictional
take our lines
from the Divine
and genre —
make mine romance
and not this horror
:: 04-08-2014 ::
I lay bare
my soul
to eternity —
to see my clay
form —
from celestial
breath have I come
I now lay bare
a fall from grace —
In human form
:: 04-06-2014
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