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March 15, 2023

Romance “O pourquoi donc” in E Minor, . 169 (Franz Liszt)

By EPRobles

The notes they flutter in the breeze,
A tender melody that softly teases,
With each note, my heart it yearns,
For love that blooms and forever burns.

The strings they weep a mournful sound,
Echoes of passion that tightly bound,
My soul, my heart, to another’s gaze,
A love so deep it sets me ablaze.

The music whispers of a gentle love,
One that’s pure as the white dove,
A love that lasts through all the pain,
And brings us joy amidst the rain.

With each trill and every note,
My heart takes flight like a bird afloat,
On the winds of passion and sweet desire,
With flames of love that forever inspire.

So let the music fill the air,
And guide us to love that’s true and rare,
A love that lasts through all life’s tests,
And beats forever within our chests.

:: 03.15.2023 ::

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March 15, 2023

Fourteen Days

By EPRobles

Fourteen days have passed since you,
Took my heart and bid adieu,
Thunderclouds of sadness roll,
Applause of tears, I can’t control.

I saw myself in shattered glass,
My reflection twisted, a lass,
Picasso’s art, the shards in place,
A world turned upside down in space.

A purple brush, I took and ate,
Threw up on canvas, sealed my fate,
Cupid’s arrow, broken, lays,
Its victims left to mend their ways.

So to the garden, I retreat,
Among the Venus flytrap’s feet,
The leaves snap, a Bumblebee,
My wounded heart it stings with glee.

I couldn’t have met you, my dear,
Without this garden, I hold near,
My love and shyness, intertwined,
A fate like ours, hard to find.

These fourteen days, I’ll not forget,
Forever in my heart, a debt,
Even if I forget your face,
The memories of love embrace.

Someone called my heart “chained in hell,”
A word that stings, I know full well,
But I wish for time to explain,
My love, my heart, and all its pain.

:: 03.15.2023 ::

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March 15, 2023

Death of Morning Revelations Bare

By EPRobles

inthe.equisite; _ death of morning revelations bare >> ly i rode the chords of Life
among otherLittle roundtables SOUND: continues
slowly
the FRETS of my board burning appeggios
and scales I devoured iNg.the
(green Elysian fields of after-last breathing
i kept. ) BOOM boom.
rivulet hips
eyes that eat ME — let me by your side
c loud-glass Moon is a sight we eat
L cARVED smiles 🙂

perFUME skin-ed verbal mist-flowers
i EAT YOU.

:: 05.25.2020 ::10 SECONDS

Just floating by
a beautiful world
some swim, some walk
and others drown
–like this child
of mine
Such a beautiful babe
eternity within your
iris’ while i feel i
sleep at the world
as we drive through
rain-traffic
as we drove through
with-you
Another soul unattended
screeched(myBrain)
drove through us — what
then we became then
Just floating by a beautiful
world, some swim some walk
and others drown –
like this child of mine.
I am with you.
believe me.
as we dream.
all is peace.

:: 02-12-2019 ::

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March 15, 2023

…NOW HAPPINESS

By EPRobles

THE moments of dreaming
like a blink of an eye
and my tears so stormy
we can all see how they act;
walking and talking:
so mama maybe I said to you,
‘LOVE is tulips & marmalade skies’
you! and if nothing passes
(err, blows) the night
i kissed the One who waits for Me
& and close my eyes; just dreams
dreaming…and no more tears!

just skies of yellows and greens.

:: 04-30-2016 ::
rev: 08.09.2020 ::

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March 15, 2023

A PECK OF KISSmOuth

By EPRobles

Just a peck of you
smudge kissMouth
I ate a rose roughTO-
Night — and hunger
for that pink tongueWish
tied to the knot of my
ManHeart deeplyNeeds
wounded bleeding —
sillyMe drama loves
romantic scenes —
stay here UP on the
wooden lit stage —
when the curtain falls
falls Falling below
your knees — I
should say this…
“…………….”

:: 03.15.2023 ::

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March 15, 2023

If and By Love of Music and Poetry

By EPRobles

Oh Liszt’s “Ständchen” softly plays,
A melancholic tune that sways,
The piano’s voice sings with such grace,
As Schubert’s melody finds its place.

A romantic mood fills the air,
A bittersweet love that lingers there,
The notes ring out with heartfelt pain,
As Liszt’s variations sweetly sustain.

A tribute to Schubert’s tender song,
Liszt’s arrangement echoes strong,
A piano’s voice that gently weeps,
A haunting melody that never sleeps.

In “Ständchen,” we hear a tale,
Of love and loss that will prevail,
A small poem of beauty and grace,
That Liszt and Schubert forever embrace.

:: 03.15.2023 ::

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March 15, 2023

A Light Upon The Dark Side of Me

By EPRobles

Oh restless soul, adrift in the night,
With heavy heart and burdened sight,
Longing for truth in the depths of dark,
Answers to questions that leave a mark.

Oh tireless mind, eager to know,
In search of wisdom that ever flows,
A fire that burns, steadfast and bright,
Leading you through life’s endless fight.

Oh wanderer, on a path unknown,
With weary steps, but a heart that’s shown,
The journey ahead, winding and long,
But you move ahead with courage strong.

Oh seeker of truth, with eyes that see,
Beyond the veil of uncertainty,
Your spirit soars, unchained and free,
A treasure more precious than any fee.

Oh curious one, with open heart,
You’ll find the answers that set you apart,
From the crowd that’s lost in the fray,
For you have found the truth’s rightful way.

So take heart, dear friend, and never fear,
For the answers you seek are always near,
Just listen closely, with an open soul,
And the answers you seek will make you whole.

:: 03.15.2023 ::

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March 14, 2023

Within a Dream, Silence

By EPRobles

I wager with belief,
A tapestry divine –
Life’s grand design, I traverse,
By choice, this path of mine.

And though I surely know –
No need to trace the way,
Within my breast, it dwells –
Free will, where it shall stay.

Thrust deep, an aching soul –
Unraveling its thread,
While faith and choice entwine –
On paths, untrodden, tread.

:: r- 03.14.2023 ::

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March 13, 2023

Sad Cafe

By EPRobles

It’s been so long
since I touched
the feeling of love.
I painted her face
on a sad canvas
in a cafe of lost love.
We knew that two hearts
were lost in pain,
like shipwrecked souls.
How it hurts when I saw
tears like swells;
oceans so lost at sea.
And I sent her my love
(all souls lost at sea).
It has been so long,
I couldn’t remember,
but I saw a wave crest
across my soul,
and she sent her love.
When she said,
“I’m a survivor lost
at sea, babe,”
I never wanted to
say goodbye.

:: 03.12.2023 Rev::

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March 11, 2023

From Ancient Lands

By EPRobles

From the ancient lands of Mesopotamia,
A story of friendship and love,
Of a king and a wild man, united,
In adventures that took them above.

Gilgamesh, the mighty king of Uruk,
A man of strength and fame,
But with a fear of death that haunted,
And a longing to escape that claim.

Enkidu, the wild and free spirit,
Born of the earth and wild,
A being of raw, untamed power,
Who was destined to be exiled.

But fate had other plans in store,
As Gilgamesh and Enkidu met,
And a friendship was born that day,
That nothing could ever forget.

Together they battled fierce monsters,
And faced the perils of the unknown,
Their bond growing stronger with each step,
Their love like a seed that was sown.

Yet even in victory, Gilgamesh,
Could not escape the fear in his heart,
The fear of death that loomed above,
And threatened to tear him apart.

So he set out on a quest for answers,
To find the key to eternal life,
But in his journey, he learned a truth,
That cut through the pain like a knife.

For he realized that life is a gift,
A precious and fleeting thing,
And that true happiness lies in love,
And the joy that it can bring.

And so, with Enkidu by his side,
Gilgamesh returned to his land,
A wiser and humbler man,
With a heart that had been re-manned.

The Epic of Gilgamesh, a tale of love,
Of friendship that will never die,
A reminder that in this journey of life,
It’s the love we share that will help us to fly.

:: 03.11.2023 ::

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