i would with older shoes walk wet streets and watch
mirrored water scattered-by what was my dreams
the taunting children of school screaming “you are
poor!” seeing holes within my pants/but my heart was
and ALWAYS new regardless of school’s seasons and some
-gentler kind HEARTED souls would befriend me }| in the
library always where I stayed at recess and after lunch
until the metal heart beating drill-drum thrumbed rapping
ringing bell rang:
“come! let us congregate
again and match brain-to-brain!”
i always won when they
picked upon my soul
always gentle to them
but the lesson was higher
than the chin upon where
they gripped the floor
life, that burning decision of purpose!
:: 07-09-2015 ::
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i look away then
what if you never look
at me? WHEN the clock ticks
and never says time
i say i always lose
i never hear what you
say so go slow
confused || warm nights
and if when then sometimes
C O N F U S I O N
i hear you calling my name
‘dear, i go slow and if
you wish watch the clock,
and if you fall learn
how the second hand moves’
it’s a single moment of time
that moves us through life
and hope you find it
it’s a reason why i’m out
of time ~ and if you’re
lost i look away then
what if you never look at me?
It’s when the clock ticks
and never says time
:: 07-09-2015 ::
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i was seized by flame!
seized by whim!
hard to explain
when i died
upon the whim of a moaning
–YOU! cigarettes and
burning fingerTouched
i was mesmerized
and say to you we take
the silver tongue to
the pier at the edge
of this lustful ocean
:ME: Oh, so fun, so
sun, so umbrella and i
like how my skin looks
and my feet too
and when you’re done
i love myself
within your drowning
caresses ~~ i swim the SEA
of LOVE!
:: 07-09-2015 ::
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THERE is unbelievable
magic
in everyday life
if only slightly(why? or lest
we understand)
t e
a r s
a The):I AM L O V E
BESTING the sweetest KISS
from the tiniest smile
hugging LIFE and FEAR
and,
Embracing Soul and Spirit
Earth, Flesh and Blood
remembering who WE ARE
the CIVILIZATION WITH HISTORICAL
AMNESIA
:: 07-09-2015 ::
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THE penny in the gutter
saw me ; nothing more exactly
terrible than
throwing opportunity away.
one lost by holes in a pocket;
than like despair which impersonates
a lonely street: me || the walls ||
my heart that lived, asks: “should
mind overhear and explain “Who?” —
the silence,knowing,feeling,SAYing
“do WE pick up the penny within the
gutter?” and then maybe hugging a
lonely dying destitute soul within
a park: a penny for your thoughts ~
for your hearts, for your soul
:: 07-09-2015 ::
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PROOF has a
roof of towers captured
in narrow moments and,
what if you and i awaken
to discover hearts
have picked the
brimming-lit flowers of
life-passion?
(some pain too)
; our dreams that leave
our feet wet from the meadows
of time we’ve run chasing
for reasons!
and if you turn away
let it be toward the sun
and me; we that
bring light to proof
that roofs are towers
capturing narrow moments
:: 07-09-2015 ::
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the gentle gesture of thanks
wishing all best —
loving all you read
i thank you so very kindly
for how you showed interest
in my own silly words!
again, thank you!
:: 07-08-2015 ::
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if a poetry is ANYBODY (ydobyna) INSIDE-OUT
turned sideways and outside IN
is anyone curious to know what
poets feel? AND if money or fame is purposed
by focused glasses of magnified lens of fame
then let the word-smith burn ants upon hills
But if somewhere with (it does seem within
the cavity of our chests) prose speaks to us then
let him or her write it down for humanity! i think there
is something to passion when a heart is mixed
with words and no desire for financial advancement
to let no no say:
‘your words are worthless’
:: 07-08-2015 ::
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take away my love and brain
since you’re leaving
Instagram is relaxing since
it has no need for poetry
— sin! I saw you with a
heart in your hand
said, “you suck since you
can’t fit your words
inside such a small space
of INSTRAGRAM VULVA
SPACE i am insane
i was so comforted by
words until the programmers
said — this is your dick
(words) and us(vagina)
depressed patients so come
back as fire and i burned
all liars — and you were
drinking your beers
and you are all queers
never knowing how you
cut the hearts of poets
both men and women –)
we hate you INSTAGRAM!
:: 07-08-2015 ::
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somebody else roars her royal borealis
purple heart and i road across golden gate
bridge and even in hell
i felt her toenails cutting me – ha, she
laughed while i screamed
could have been her nails
like a road-map — my back
when she screams digging
love into my skin: i’m too
long and she hates uterus
bump — geeks, yeah. terrible
come on baby, think of one
i hurt when you press my heart
with serious words of this
could’a-should’b-been world
my shyness-gy-ness is aborted
too early in life: she kissed
me knowing how fucked i am
and i love her/you/seriously
you wore no panties when we
went to church — NEVER!
holy water evaporates!
:: 07-08-2015 ::
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 
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