Category Archives: Dreams

OH! MY SWEET DREAMS!

My dreams! Oh! My sweet dreams!
Each night so many scenes!
I dip my eyes into ink-night
and blink and there’s the stage!

The actor’s call and there we are!
All our lines thrown to the winds,
and the props do change on a dime!
Last night I kissed a whale —
and then flew my car into the moon.

I laughed and then I cried tears
as I tuned around and saw Mother Earth!
It’s a lump in your heart when you see
no countries or war or death,
and only one world as a whole!

My dreams! Oh! My sweet dreams!

:: 08-26-2014 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – C WHITE SPACE DETOURS

I ride the path by mouth
and nothing more
The pen is dried and tears
have taken a road by south.

Who should feed my vagrant words
they starve at day and flee by night!
And detours, forked by white S paces

And pregnant pauses give birth
to tiny doubts upon my ink!
I watch the children drown there.

A fountain in the square of town
is where I dip my quill,
and the Crier shouts,

“Oyez, Oyez, Oyez!”

Remember all the good souls!

:: 08-23-2014 ::


SWEET DREAMS

My dreams! Oh! My sweet dreams!
Each night so many scenes!
I dip my eyes into ink-night
and blink and there’s the stage!
The actor’s call and there we are!
All our lines thrown to the winds,
and the props do change on a dime!
Last night I kissed a whale —
and then flew my car into the moon.
I laughed and then I cried tears
as I turned around and saw Mother Earth!
It’s a lump in your heart when you see
no countries or war or death,
and only one world as a whole!
My dreams! Oh! My sweet dreams!

:: 08-26-2014 ::


SERIOUS MATTERS!

Who keeps pace
with life
and death?
That glory
to the grave?
Perhaps a smile,
perchance a tear?
And I, no chance —
just a smile
and perfect spirit

I tease endurance
and tame the soul!

:: 08-15-2014 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – 93 BIRDS & DREAMS

I do miss
Th. feathered
creature. [e]
a tickle-beak
upon my hand
as I feed her my
flying dreams!

:: 07-23-2014 ::


TWILIGHT KINGDOM

WE all sleep as children
a solemn belief of night
the majesty of our life
a twilight kingdom
and I love you my dreamer
who comfort my empty life

:: 07-03-2014 ::


FAVORITE MEMORIES

Most of my favorite memories
are cast within the daily grind
a trip or two across the way
from morning to evening light
But if I am brave enough to say
and sometimes I am not
(but not today)
the very best of memories
are the ones I make within my dreams
And the rarest of all make their own

:: 06-22-2014 ::


I DREAM OF NOTHING

dreaming I dream of nothing
if I dream I should dream of you
but my dreams are empty
as that country road yonder
and if I should dream some day
it would be of you and lips
a dream unlike ever dreamed
my passion dreams such things
untouched by flesh or soul
unblemished lips I dream
untouched heart I wish
my dreams one day come true
until then I dream of nothing
my dreams wait for own as you

:: 05-09-2014 ::


HONEY DEW

and when honey dew
simply
drips away
that crack from fear
too small
to see
but hate and anger
fought that stage —
I am left
with sad
speckled nest-less
eggs
in tender hands
If a plant, from tears
they would grow
but now, wingless
lovely eggs to bed
I bury you in dreams

:: 04-13-2014 ::


THE FICTIONALS

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(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 ::