June 22, 2022

Pink Throated Bird Singing

By EPRobles

WHAT of THAT thing called LOVE?
  i hear/ feel / and weep. What then?  That dare?

To become less than me?

I adore the music of the birds singing but they –\
not for me // How it stings my skin and heart watching and hearing
the freedom of song   within those distance trees is not me – no, never.\
I am caught!  

But my heart sings.  It sings as the birds are so free!

Those! Them among tall trees!

I am (say, like I lost my direction) and say whatever or worse but if I
ever lose my faith in you there’s nothing left to lose).

:: 09.18.2021 ::

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June 22, 2022

A Moment of Time Within a City in Hot Summer

By EPRobles 

         A HOT SUMMER keeps my feet moving 
    BLUE WHALES never know how to do dancing
   summer days but it's alright you know it's

all right i say to the ocean life

         CRAZY ways how people cope within
        precedents of their behavior
       the beggar and the banker alike
      holding out eager hands for money
     but the street walk cooks the ankles of
    women and skaters in shorts -- but it's alright

Boy with a slinky drops his toy oh oh oh
down the Fairlane it goes passing by pedestrians
worshipping shopping and bus routes along the way

oh ah oh ooh — slinky don’t go / down a city drain
and into the labyrinth of under belly Souls.

Faith baY-baY-bee.

:: 06.22.2022 ::

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June 22, 2022

Tiny Hands of Unborn Babies

By EPRobles

HURRAY for the unborn baby
such light inside the womb
Such delight for mother
a great gift to the world

If’s there anyway love helps
it’s love within itself

SORROW for the child
that never makes it through
laid to rest before they
know what to do — lost souls

I say war is not on soil
but within the minds of those
who take a tiny hand and throw
it away ~~ i see your soul
, it’s kinda frayed and i know
your pain upon this plane of life
but what’s this life for?

To spread love and tears of joy
To give life a purpose
To cherish the unborn.

:: 06.22.2022 ::

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June 22, 2022

Sand Castle Within a Storm

By EPRobles

THROUGH the valley of time
across the sphere of space
watching light dissipate
i still recall the taste
of the fallen tears from
your mouth ringing within
my heart ~~ lapping up
crashing waves of despair

How the most favorite dreams
of you wash ashore inside my head
I keep them all within my box
of cedar wood / thinking of just
one thing — souls make this happen
and sometimes i wish it’d go away.

this thing’s slowly ebbing me away
as a sand castle caught within
a storm.

:: 06.22.2022 ::

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June 22, 2022

BEAT ME OUTTA SLEEP

By EPRobles

SHE has a dream
He has the debt
She always has what she gets
He’s a dreamer in the ditch
He’s a pauper that never regrets
Together, smiles and frowns
Tagging along are universal clowns

He never said, “I do.”
She said, “Whatever it takes.”

Into the mist as they forget
it’s all for love and little kittens

She has a puppet string to my heart
He has the gold of a different kind.

Beat me outta my sleep
Beat me outta my sleep
Beat me outta my sleep
Beat me outta regret.

:: 06.22.2022 ::

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June 21, 2022

THE FLOWER’S ODE

By EPRobles

i would be your love
if love was to be had.
i would have half of
love if love had me.
To show my precious
heart….to be so kind
and still as a flower
as no other ever saw:
grown and brilliant
in mire and growing
till the day my
petals were gone___
i would be your love
if i were to be had
i would be half of me.
To give my precious
kisses in morning’s dew
and nighttime hugs
always and forever.

:: 06.20.2022 ::

:: 06.20.2022 ::

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June 19, 2022

HOPING IS A GIANT HAMMER

By EPRobles

HOPING is a giant hammer, terrifying, and insane
at tender times, while the heart hides away;
crying like laughter releases compressed
emotions — there is no wrong or right but a golden
trumpet, teeth shattering upon each note played___
the paunch of my feelings gilded wainscoting.
Wondering if Heaven has graveyards — the hope
of dying twice/once in hell upon Earth the other
one inch inside the pearled gates
of your thighs.

:: 06.20.2020 ::

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June 19, 2022

AMPERSAND

By EPRobles

“&”

MY Love do not save my seat as i’ve planned it since my love
has decayed;

The Great Escape

that your face was a portrait of poisoned beauty:

*** AMPERSAND ***

the rejected regrets!

“&”

so here we go once again.

:: 12.22.2019 ::

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June 19, 2022

HOW MANY LAUGHTERS AND EVENING DEATHS

By EPRobles

How many laughs and evening deaths has your room screamed?
The bed — of many years which wrinkled your eyes of life and illusions
which burst leaving youth behind that could not answer my questions?

What love and lost life?

:: 06.18.2022 ::

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June 19, 2022

RAIN OVER THE MOUNTAIN

By EPRobles

WHEN you’re done the poet heard people in the hall, and hushed music.
He was lying on his back and his lips started to taste blood and the chorus came up
and the boys started to sing and Oh oh oh You are alone in the river!

You’re all damned in hell. All the aborted babies screamed, “So lucky to meet you!”
I can still see your eyes as bright as the day of judgment.
You’re all sinners and damned in hell. I can still see your eyes as bright as the day of judgment!

Hush
Hush

You can take it. We’re the good guys and you’re the bad ||
Right now it doesn’t matter! That your frail screams rise to heaven
We’re the good guys and you’re the bad
Right now it doesn’t matter.

Tears up through her veins go insane
and begging God to stop the rain.

A self-appointed Judge judging and jury.
The world gives it’s life for greater end.
Her angel stood by too long and now plucks
it’s eyes out and lights another cigarette
to comprehend how dead is so dead.

So soft is skin. So scared. Addiction is flesh
and blood.

:: 06.19.2022 ::

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