Category Archives: Poetry
(c) ep robles 2012
i have a box of simple things
and within its walls
i keep memories of you
— on raining days
for my heart when it weeps
so listen to me now
cherish the heart
and its moments
i would rather be alone
then with these memories
has anybody remembered you?
and does your heart ache
when the sun goes down?
i do especially for you
yes i would rather be alone
hearts are made for love
and dirt mixes good in rain
but castles in sand erode
but my love is a wave
i take me with you
each tide away
i believe in you
every day every wave
:: 02-14-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #life, #longing, #lost love, #poem, #poetry, #regret, #relationships | posted in Love, Pain, Poetry, Romance
(c) ep robles 2010
beyond the lies
and fleshy thorns
a second place
another time
we walked the stones
tripped through time
but village rudes
slain my love
drown by stream
rivers flow by
but never cease
— crimson tides
the tip of hatred
pierced my neck
a chain of pain
the children laughed
and danced the night
oh the wonders of life
never cease to amaze
mysteries of pain
maybe times are slow
but love wins the race
and you were my flower
and i the field of wonders
rivers flow by
but never cease
— crimson tides
women in love — lovers
beauty on beauty is such
candles melt leaving roses
and rivers flow in crimson
and if i ever live to see
your field of wonders
such beauty
i could never match
and rivers flow…
— crimson tides —
:: 02-14-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #10th century, #alternative lifestyle, #ancient, #lesbian, #older times, #poet, #poetry, #village | posted in Alternative Lifestyle, Beauty, Lesbian, Love, Nature, Poetry
(c) ep robles 2012
exquisite is that thing
— a feeling
heavy but soft
and light as air
all in one
but more than so
a thing seldom
called ‘oh’
‘oh’ is a good taste
like cherry but smells
like a thorn less rose
to see ‘oh’ one must
be in throe —
the throe of ‘oh’
is so delightful
is but a glimpse
of ‘oh-oh’…
but i digress —
the lucky know
:: 02-14-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #love, #lovers, #lust, #poem, #poetry, #rapture, #romance | posted in Love, Lust, Poetry
(c) ep robles 2010
With age the vine grows sweeter
but some liquor even sooner
a gallant soul to mix
produce potent spirits
:: 02-14-2014 ::
3 Comments | tags: #age, #poem, #poetry, #spirits, #time | posted in Love, Poetry
(c) ep robles 2013
When we first
open the book
of life —
tis a mystery novel
and looking back
after time —
a catalogue of memories
:: 02-14-2014 ::
4 Comments | tags: #book of life, #life, #perspective, #poem, #poetry | posted in Life, Poetry
(c) ep robles 2012
is for the crazy people
always jumping away
fearful kittens scratching
my-sharp sword for slicing
butter on cold days
and who cares
the ticket meter is full
avocado sliced
bleeding incredible red
and the next flag to fall —
is false like the words
out of that district
…the legal criminals
— you know
look in your wallet
see?
so cry me a tear
then shut it up
— superglue it
no time for fearful twits
grow a brain and grab
your socks —
mother [nature baby]
is pissed
freeze
burn
trans-
for
nation
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2 Comments | tags: #experimental, #poem, #poetry, #political, #social | posted in Poetry, Politics, Psychology, Society
(C) ep robles 2012
IN a dream there I went
at first thought —
i must awake surely now
for i found myself inside
another skin
curiously i watched
as a mouse in a corner
imperative do no harm
then revolt consumed
decency for i knew
just a parasite i was
great haste leaving —
i left the scene
and awoke as a criminal
:: 02-14-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #dreamstate, #paranormal, #parasite, #poem, #poetry, #walk-in | posted in Awareness, Dreams, Mind, Paranormal, Poetry
(c) ep robles 2013
in my sane sanitarium bees gathering
o’er some ocean skinless creature
a burrow knee deep but vastly so
i sometime gather some piece or bits
this — an hour glass shaped thought
finely falling nexus-falls between me
why surreal-lie squashing all i do
and darkness — what of it
:: 02-13-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #abstract, #existential, #life, #mental, #poem, #poetry, #surreal | posted in Awareness, Mind, Poetry
(c) ep robles 2012
so became my friend who offered my life
beneath the shade of elephant eye
the brownest emotion of nature’s side
sahara knew me very well — she feels
baking the skin of back from olive
to black i love her fields
two nights before the feather fell
the light accord
my fair-weather dear
tonight i run to fetch my meal
quickly-swiftly upon death’s heel
:: 02-13-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #Africa, #animal kingdom, #poem, #poetry | posted in Life, Nature, Poetry
(c) ep robles 2013
never awaken
me-sleepy self
for i have taken
a dreamy trip
a laundry list
i took with me
to shop a day
at life’s
other store —
it’s over-there
:: 02-13-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #creative mind, #dreaming, #mind, #poem, #poetry | posted in Dreams, Mind, Poetry
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