To be far from sounds, cities, and horny ones,
i wrote colocasian:
which went un-noticed.
its dull honey-color tempted gods
and makes human souls sweat in heaves.
AND my beating heart makes a neon sign
sad;
as though it would make me stop from
wishing Merlot. the deep diver searching
for pearls or ancient shells.
Ghostly whispers wishing seas that
undulate heavenly songs a-flutter
through currant bushes of sea weed.
my heart and eyes:
paint the image upon my brain;
please; see me –>
as a slave to all, to admit no passerby
to adverse towns.
:: 08.12.2020 ::
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OH Angel! Oh my angel
who covers me!
my love my light my spirit;
for past pleasures i do not
grieve, not so: any perils
that gather near —
i’ve a broken heart that
gathers no great grief that i
leave behind — no thing
that claims a tear!
to breath upon Earth is to
merit heaven as if making
hell upon Earth.
Where Souls scorn! A pointing
finger through many a coming
year?
:: 08.12.2020 ::
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TERROR! minor.major. Sharp.Flat. butterfly wings. climbing down the scales.freezing death scaling mylegs toward my heart — | is a second death. my DEAR. my sweet love.my immortal being. How theworld moved when you spoke; how the skies and earth shifted with your emotion. my dear. it is only me / a smallest thing containedwithin a fractured Soul\ my beloved. Do not fret do not tear do notshout. the world has many but notas many as you. It is the beautyand the art and the heaveningly words of music and poetry that speaksthrough us.
:: 08.11.2020 ::
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This CENTER cannot hold WITHOUT the PROPHESIED
pIECES of small shards then again maybe everything you UNDERSTAND is
a new kind of ATTENTION.
THREE DRINKS AND I’M OFF UNTIL TOMORROW
:p
:: E.P. ROBLES 12.08.2016 ::
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nature states
what natural beings
do -=-
that season of pause
between sunrise
sunsets, & lastly come?
the tending of maturity’s
sun
:a role berates the youthfulness
of life, then takes a toll
and overworked/ i know i know\
not of spirit but body!
:: 04-04-2014 ::
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the heart expand to the left
it demanded space to grow
lilies of my fields
sprout and bloom in sunlight
fed you blossom and color
in the dark night: hypnotized
musical words
nurtured from \ little poems
thus i am human \
skin from dust
below your stem
that is where —
one-day i shall go
soon one day
and my soul
be your bed
:: 03-26-2014 ::
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SENTIMENTAL AND WIDE
WHISPERINGT GHOSTS
w a n d e r ing souls
eating muffins crazy cats
yarn at your feet — destruction
inside your heart/makes me lay down
throughout the night\ nEVER a
frown — a deadly smile of conviction
within my Cedar Box
it walks crushed & tulips i breathed
in the entire blue skies / –> so
together where you are : and all of
the things i ever said to you girl
makes me feel sentimental and wide.
:: 08.11.2020 ::
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AS i think of muggy nights upon the crest
of the Mississippi River and her currents/
i was a teenage boy | never knew a woman
as i was a virgin | within the crusted clouds
of mean nights — it was always late when i
fought my date/i am still alive]\
she hypnotized by beauty ; me — wondering
how to fly away –> my oh my. my babysitter
was hungry for her itch: i wanted mom to take me
home. No one saved me that night — so say how
beautiful was that night while i was taken away
like the currents of a mighty River.
raped.
:: 08.10.2020 ::
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How long….how long can i hold your hand
within the darkness of this night!
Look! The moon shines — sweet heart / shines\
i have not felt flesh moreless a caring hand within this
venture called Life. Beautiful.
And now you chance the winds , the rain, and the world?
and of me?
I am drunk, high … i am fixated upon beauty of a heart
as you are.
We could cross the road toward wilderness or toward
the concrete city — i prefer wilderness.
Where we can be brilliant intelligent animals fornicating
under the silver light of the Moon.
Stay near. Me. So that I cam smell your skin and fill
my lungs with you.
:: 09.09.2020 ::
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IF i meet you by a brook
of tickling throats
as the water flows
across eddies and rocks
remember me —
Tell her i smell flowers and time
without songs or hearts /partly
souls and spirit…
she may remember me as her first
true love
Tell her to make me a hat from the
growth of Love and without her sweet
eyes and smile i may be never
(see sleep beneath clouds of purple
and strengthen me)
be alive. Tell her to make me a
an abode for our love and we shall
sing and sleep and eat and drink
the raging waters from the biggest
clouds.
:: 08.09.2020 ::
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