I thought of you
when grew skies
so blue upon
the dancing rim
of morning light
Betwixt love and life!
I knew like love!
The heavy mourning
needing, swearing!
And the dot of sun
exploded across there!
The lamb cried, “Me!”
Baa
Wider than any eye
is my countryside!
Weepingly-seemingly
I could only mouth
my broken soul
in the sound of you:
Hum, buzz-coo, chirp
warble hearted soul
nature has her voice
And human too!
to this testament
i only say: ah-ahem.
PleaseMe, badonkadonk!
The shyEye hides!
:: 11-05-2014 ::
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My cosmic forgotten-LY
Ocean spoking
it’s you so ooh
just you bell rANg
ahh ooh soo new
just let me kiss
the ‘you’ I know
I die brought meBack
stars so falling upon
inside bareback tonight
I tucked my tongue and insides
knew the emptiness-death
So cold suck so thumb
— you knew. It’s a starside
my brilliant DiamondEyes
She knew, so sad a saying
myFlew dispersing universe
many so many worlds
and my megaVerse too
All inside you
that I knew
:: 11-04-2014 ::
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Nothing so better
<bitter tasting>
like bitten life!
my mouth
(Kneed me love)
caught my surpris-
ingly boyish delight!
WhenNow captures
my all everything!
She wore dressRead likes
thereGo my heart!
Chasing time and her,
the pasting road
My goodness!
Einstein riomance
drowed by exquisitely
compressed variable!
The none-from-one
to two!
:: 11-04-2014 ::
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Dear, I can not say
like I should but my
mouth is a broken thing.
My love fixed it within dreams
but awakening I broke
the spell of its works.
The shame rests overThere
across the valley of hope
where suspenseful wouldBe
lovers practice their hungeyKiss.
Dear, my love bursting light!
I ran so farther than my heartSkin
I am not now a hugging post
you should see me when night
bows for a new day — me.
I rise as your day’s sun!
:: 11-04-2014 ::
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Solid legs / \ my grand preying
mantis )attack( my nature
ate scissorCutter leafs
yourSoul e y e s.
slender casing souled
my love to God! I see!
no, wish I did! you there!
Panther thoracic mouthSoul!
A beauty so not of this world!
[we are alike in our role of few lines where we are the misunderstood]
:: 11-04-2014 ::
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That blade which takes
I took that made
what cuts I did
so did I bleed
and took my road
that dust and blood
the path my blade
had cut for me
:: 03-31- 2014 ::
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NOT a goodbye my sweet birds
but that season change
o’er time
and human need
the burrow may borrow
what little warmth
of rabbit
but the sun sees and need
a grand love we give Her
So not a goodbye
little ones
a promise for future-tomorrow
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Light cried
when God
shouted,
‘AH!’
and all
climaxed
giving birth
to THIS!
:: 11-02-2014 ::
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YOU like anyone so fascinating
by unknowns like me, like any
lovely heart — woman, I’m a fashion
like Nations that die. A fascination
uninvited: my simple craving
dies each moment and crumbles life.
Detection through you, instrument
of my mind, my stoic dancing
burning inside you. And you, your not
alone but expected. You dream like mind,
a released creativity across
my uncharted territory, so intriguing.
And strangely I’m so excited
but i know I’m within
that circle of your uninvited life
an unexpected life.
:: 11-03-2014 ::
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if you believe in me
I should believe
in gods and fairy-tales
I believe a top
is a tall space inside
my vacant love
my apartment cries
all four walls and seeing
you heart is believing
the less I feel inside
I love the smile of
a hungry red panda
and isn’t sweet
love sharp teeth tearing
the tender insides
of all painful fears
And all the spinning
tops so tall a space
inside my vacant life
:: 11-03-2014 ::
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 
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