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IF love took me
take me my love
when breathing is
you breathing with me
and life is at
it’s most loving.
And nighttime:
my hand upon your
breast keeps time
as an arm of the hour
stealing moments
within our dark.
As jaws of Cupid open
my priest of pain
begins to sing:
“Ruby heart, padlocks
and all, deployed by
angels smiling
thunderbolt-lust;
and i, too frail.”
Drowning in wishing-
like sea swells
like if love took me
take me my love
across the night
into the dews, and the
‘give me everything
i wish/give me everything
i love/where life is at
it’s most loving.
:: 08-27-2017 ::
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That within my hands
are the crumbled lives
of ghosts who have passed
me by
And when like a wounded demon
that begs so perfectly saying
all the lies I wish were true
These are the least favorite things
I find within my life
When the world closes its eyes
and love moves away like a train
from purgatory’s station
When like a sentenced soul
the judge turns away from shame
then my life has been
but a sweet memory
and the most wonderful
pain of all…
:: 08-19-2017 ::
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Immaterial – formless;
the imbued by Spirit
and body is more!
That patterns determine
rain, snail and flower
and more by zero
but most by Soul!
And innumerable
Infinities that come
and go!
:: 08-17-2017 ::
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THAT I have tried and succeeded is only in great measure
That you have been there with all my fears and displeasure.
Holding my cramped heart and swollen hands is how you have
Saved both my mind and spirit – the soul; still intact down
By the emptying rivers that lead to unexpected consequences.
And to weep while watching the death of a perfect day and to
Realize that birth was only half that day ago is sobering:
We watch each other’s eyes while laying on our sides and
Breathing in cadence I tell you that I am a fortunate peasant
And you the Queen who has welcomed by Ghosts.
:: 07-12-2017 ::
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MOSTLY, as soft breeze summers
dance is when the world spins
for me, it is you that i
marvel; my most passionate
pasttime being with you
AND holding the hands that my
heart craves is like beautiful
flowers that dance in splendid
golden light my love!
:: 07-12-2017 ::
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AND one hand clapping against
the shuttered storm cellar doors is
never a reason to deny ability:
like mushroom clouds as falling
tears splatting fragments of
dusted minds – by parched perched
gills of neon fossils; the signs are
here, there, and within the ? of
a hungry-starved dying youth/
/->the ordered degree of chaos!
By opened minds the wheels turn
as curving fanning windmills churn;
Abrasions of mental collisions
As rough as life and art
(and smooth as death and data)
all atheist and scientist know:
who cares if the tree makes a sound
when it dies AND I say “hello” to
a black void but no reply, ergo:
AVOID.
:: 06-29-2017 ::
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MORE evil
than gods &
loathing smiles
while wringing my
hands — at two-lips
so beveled
god the martini slog
~ so brutal taking life as
it is and miles to go
before I am useless.
:: 06-22-2017 ::
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JUST once I have a dream but the day flees quickly
And the roses within my hands wilting
Prickly the thorns begin to bleeding; —
And gulfs of space filled with time are speaking;
As One Soul from darkness to light so weakly
Quickly come and rest your tears within my heart
That beats in measure to the parts of slowest moments.
Spilling hope and painting thoughts,
And lovely memories of yet to be’s;
A timely utterance to thought’s relief
My love, the fairest feathers and song
By the beach or the brook o’babbling notes!
And sunlit a lighting stroke across my breast
Leaving me to myself and all I am;
Just alone.
Dreaming a chance just once to be with you
And not within the hand of bleeding rose!
:: 06-24-2017 ::
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[life continues to beat]
Sometimes it seems i have been lost
then mostly finding myself between
tomorrow’s thoughts remembering today’s
yesterday as though it’s right now
then it’s gone. GONE. then (what a
lonely skinny word ‘then’)i find that
the rash was a tire’s track across my
chest and not poison ivy. So now this
is’nt happening and i am it for only
a moment longer ~~~~~there.
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and then no longer______.
[life continues to beat]
:: 03-06-2017 ::
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TODAY a clearing within my Thoughts
that i tried to catch.
As though my Mind took leave
and left my heart upon the floor
for all to see!
Yesterday’s sheltered within a memory
and the Soul; if it just passed by
without a care would it leave the
skin behind?
Bills, weather, cars and jobs
traffic, bombs, murders and all;
that’s a bit too odd!
And the dark shadows around the corner
the walls too thin to keep the ghosts
away
Dear God! the tears and faithful moments
dancing around the graves still unfilled
but always wet and cold.
:: 03-11-2017 ::
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 
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