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February 24, 2023

Love’s Eternal Flame

By EPRobles

who’s most afraid of death? though
                   art of him
utterly afraid, I love of thee
(beloved) this
       and truly i would be
near when his scythe takes crisply the whim
of thy smoothness.  and marke the fainting
murdered petals.

Who is afraid of love?  That words and
whispers cut the Soul in belief _ her voice and breathe softly against me
i see adventurous life and love.
To be brave is to love unconditionally
without expecting anything in return.

That you pierce my soul I am half agony,
half hope.  Against promise, peace, against
hope, happiness, against discouragement that could
be.  In light, I learn to love.  In this beauty,
how I make poetry.  That you dance within my
heart where no one sees — but at times
centuries do.  How your love becomes Art.

:: 02.24.2023  ::

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February 24, 2023

By EPRobles

A HUNDRED POEMS – XCIX – FEATHERS & PENNIES

I followed a
f
a
l
l
i
n
g

feather
to the ground,

As it twirled and spun along a dizzying path,
Until it settled, without a single sound,
A delicate thing in nature’s aftermath.

And there I found a penny, dull and plain,
With no thoughts to share or secrets to hold,
But I picked it up all the same,
As the feather’s story began to unfold.

For as the feather and copper came to rest,
They fell upon an anvil’s hardened steel,
And with each strike, the hammer’s fierce behest,
Their beauty and strength were revealed.

So let us remember, as we journey on,
That even the smallest things can bear great weight,
And by falling, we may yet rise to dawn,
Transformed by the anvil of fate.

revised: 08-05-2014 | 02.23.2023 ::

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February 24, 2023

EVERYTHING

By EPRobles

EVERY WORD CAN you can YOU
spEAK (come into my ear)
can you can y o u — speak /
E V E R Y T H I N G
E V E R try to make love
work? \ everyday the skies
press against that romantic heart…
i woke up dreaming i had a new day
hiding the sight of an empty bed
made tea and sucked upon my thumb
and prayed 2 Gawd and the universe
: i cried i cried and then fell to
sleep weeping i was not human….
tried to say i tried to say_____
what the creator choked upon.
human mind
human mind
human mind
greater than all things
everything
everything
everything
sleeping as human
i destroyed gawd
destroyed and rebuilt
love. rebuilt everything..
i cried i cried and then feel to
wakefulness weeping : for all LOVE.

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February 24, 2023

My Lover

By EPRobles

Something in the effervescent veins floats my body
A surreal landscape of screaming death defying understanding
Fields of gold bursting forth into fullest flowers
A consciousness that barely touches the art of essences

Something in the radiance of your smile illuminates my being
Shimmering lips and curves like a vision bright as the moon
To hear the song of your quiet tongue, taste the tone of your beating heart
Is to be wreathed by the blossoms of your tender breasts

Something in the way we meet, away from life’s busy sounds
Our minds merge into one, fathoming mysteries together
No words, no song, no thoughts can capture our connection
Veiled eyes and unwritten poetry sent, in a passion of growing fields held by hands and fingers bent inward

Something, our love, is a high candelabrum shining bright
Guiding us on this journey, where surrealism and abstract tones unite
Something in the way we move, something in the way we feel
Something in the way we explore this realm beyond comprehension

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February 23, 2023

The Poet’s Madness

By EPRobles

In the depths of night, alone he writes
His pen, a sword, his mind, in flight
But in his thoughts, a shadow creeps
A madness that never sleeps

The words he writes, they twist and turn
His mind, a fire that cannot burn
In every line, a touch of pain
A sorrow that cannot be tamed

His words once flowed, like a gentle stream
Now they scream, like a haunting dream
His mind, a maze, a twisted path
A journey that will never last

The poet’s madness, it takes control
A darkness that swallows his soul
His words, a poison, a deadly brew
A madness that only he knew

His mind, a prison, he cannot escape
A darkness that cannot be shaped
He writes and writes, until the end
A madness that he cannot fend

The world may see, a poet’s art
But in his mind, a raging heart
A madness that never fades away
A price he must forever pay

So let his words, be a warning tale
A poet’s mind, a fragile veil
For in the depths of his despair
His madness, a permanent snare.

:: 02.23.2023 ::

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February 18, 2023

IF Love is a Rose

By EPRobles

IF as love-rose by love  eating pure air here
that without our soul  that our mind checked in
snow and frost bent everywhere your beauty
entombed by sanctuary is the truest love
unless unblessed by a mother — are you this one
not if i remember the imagine of thee by my beautiful legacy
though errant eyes confound the human mind.  

    Captive. I have captured
my false society ~~ instead seeking
roses of tranquility and searching
for a woman who has died many souls.

  How not as bastards she chose
to dress her beauty new and this poet
who speaks to me.

Then love is a Rose.

:: 02.18.2023 ::

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February 16, 2023

My Brain Cannot Be Me

By EPRobles

the World has eaten me
within small bites
although no one knows
the pain began as the moon
at night ; by day a raging
sun is how pain spoke itself
| the love of death
raging mad | but I wish to live
but my brain refuses to believe
it receives my own thoughts.

:: 02.16.2023 ::

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February 16, 2023

Secret

By EPRobles

NEVER tell your most
sensitive secrets to those
that do not love you;

Famous mouths are not truthful sounds
their cancerous mouth maligns
envious gangrene and hatred as vomit.

Be truthful, for the sun is; light for day
the moon at night as lovers whisper lullabies
To be honest is to know one’s self: it is
something i am working on day by day.

and every night I pass away
into visions and dreams.

:: 02.16.2023 ::

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February 15, 2023

My Love

By EPRobles

MY Love. Whom I Love.

Do you hear me?
My love?

My dear? The One who knows
me as no other one?
Are you here or dead?

My Dear One. I am here.
But not there in a sane manner.
As you are physical i am not

My love for you never chances
your tears are of mine: joy
for your comfort and belief

eternally.

:: 02.14.2023 ::

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February 15, 2023

Love Is the Empire

By EPRobles

Love Is the Empire

i FELL into my

deep throat

There i found my Soul’s Stone.

Its heaviness made me sad.

i left the world /there,
i found the ‘spark’ of
the emptiness of my Soul.

‘  MY LOVE not felt \
for 65 million years.

and now?  Every moment
of intellect left ;\
shaking, into itself
golden thread.

:: 02.14.2022 ::

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