Category Archives: Pain
Your dolls grin in my summer
melted silver-plastic sins
and I heard a crow caw
all for my belated needs
I never tended to life
and I find myself six feet deep
My pall bearer lover needs
me and my simple sweet soul
All for you I oiled your soul machine
and I am cosmic mechanic heart
I have the skills to fix your devour-mouth
My pall bearer sees crow caw
and I’m still six feet under…
Under your high heel career
and Versace style psychotic need
And who (you) bury my bleeding
I keep your longest kiss under
— neath my broken bone cap knees
And nothing hurts like your mouth
:: 07-16-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #poetry | posted in Horror, Love, Pain, Poetry, Psychology, Sorrow, Ugly
my wooden staircase creaks
[a heart broken by feet]
and weeks the measure — my neck
what month long that noose stretched!
a hooded man in black
shared a joke — the pun a trapdoor
i fell —
for the line
a broken neck upon
a heart string
D
R
O
P
:: 07-10-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #poetey, #surrealism | posted in Love, Pain, Poetry, Surrealism
I died For you
I lied when I said
I died for you
and loved you
instead of death
I lied for that love
and cried for you
that when I died
when I could not
lay with you
so I died and died
and lied
when I said
I died. For you
men are little boys
wishing for mother
:: 06-18-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #love, #pain, #poetry | posted in Life, Love, Pain, Passion, Poetry
Such fair weather
what storm-burst!
Where caressing
heat-touch brilliant
morning sun each light
drenched step —
Warring showers within
the beautiful sorrow!
On a blue sky mourning
my bruised heart singing
songs-bluejay melodies
:: 06-20-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #poetry, #sorrow | posted in Pain, Poetry, Sorrow, Spiritual
I think today
I broke a word
in my ignorance
I did the deed
within my garden
I stabbed with spade
upon a letter within
damp soil lay the bee
in my haste I slay she
and shouted in thunder
‘Oh! It cannot BEE!’
:: 06-02-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #nature, #poetry | posted in Nature, Pain, Poetry, Surrealism
When you awaken
do you get up into
the sinking —
inside of you?
it’s three feet below the bed
where you rest your head
at the foot of —
an anchor-stone
I can only ask because I know
the weight of that stone
kept me three feet below —
the resting bed
until one day I arose
up into the sun
when I awaken
that’s where I go
:: 05-28-2014 ::
3 Comments | tags: #fear, #life, #poetry | posted in Awareness, Fear, Life, Mind, Pain, Poetry, Psychology
sometimes (now) I dislike
(hate) indecision
many fates //now// spill
horrified goldfish meeting air
myopic eyes live cataract-like
but still &-now I unlike
that Inde-CISION cuts me
through the ghost-bone
:: 05-28-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #poetry. #life | posted in Fear, Life, Mind, Pain, Poetry
To feel and express
—– that moment
mixed emotions, tangled web
A heart and word ensnared
that spider-thought
— spinning web
to die entombed
in mental cocoon
is what I fear —
what more to do!
:: 05-13-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #emotions, #poetry | posted in Fear, Mind, Pain, Poetry, Psychology
Oh la ah la
ooh ah la
i remember fun days
and bitter cuts
from your tongue
you say dreaming
I walk beach sands
thunder beneath my feet
I would believe you
but I see my cuts
and still they bleed
my ocean — emerald green
it tastes salty good
your ocean a crimson-red
and dead fish at my feet
sea shell flotsam
the key for my gate
I. Break out prison
and run to my beach
Poseidon my lover now
:: 05-01-2914 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #loss, #love, #pain, #poetry | posted in Divorce, freedom, Love, Pain, Poetry, Surrealism
AND if i said, ‘no’
would you hear, ‘yes’
the first, expressed fear
the other, a hidden wish
:: 04-22-2014 ::
2 Comments | tags: #fear, #love, #poetry | posted in Fear, Love, Pain, Passion, Poetry
E.P. Robles | Poetry 
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