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SHE was white and pale working cooking, cleaning, looking after
children and spinning.
Producing large quantities of thread from wool and falx to weave into
clothing — bedding bags, sails and other items.
With a distaff tucked in your belt, it was easy to pause your spinning while
performing another chore like stopping spinning just long enough to feed
chicks and an enormous hen.
He met her in a meadow and fell in love with her. She, her glory was much more.
Love then controlled by reason in the 1500s but the rise poetry of Coutry Love became
a highly spiritual desire by the God of Amor.
How love you were. With golden wheat hair and thin fingers and a brilliant mind.
:: 06.15.2022 ::
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Ocean waves speak to me after a long travel
submersed fish kissing me when you’re hungry
Atlantic clouds rain ships have set a course
toward my shores and your thoughtless words
have broken my bow breaking my heart
A hidden philosophy freezing my soul out in this Ocean
and these games are tearing me apart / coast guard
brave team who try to save this soul ~~ but the ocean
knows our sails and ropes
So to pray is to nature or God or to another One
but when it comes who will save your Soul.
:: 06.09.2022 ::
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i Hear no where that i have been
i see everything i have felt
that which encloses me because
they are all too near.
Clear and silenced.
i have traveled further than
all human experience but
your gentle gesture i cannot
touch as your love is too close
that i have closed myself as
a convicted Soul — that i cannot
touch because too near // that
i have closed myself your breath
skilllfully and mysteriously opens
as petals. Mysteriously and suddenly
opens me everywhere — that which
no other humans can preceive in
fragility. Across Earth’s countries
rendering Love.
i speak of only what I understand within
me that is deeper than all Voices (no body)
not even the rain. Your hands touching
my heart.
:: ~ ::
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ANTS bite sun burns love tickles
memories melt /hell smells\ an hallucination
Nation is a body — like my secret friend
someone like darkness says i look like
a rattle twisted snake but kisses instead
of bites :: a dot com a mystery media
commercial sound byte ~~~ a crack inside
the skies with baby cooing soothing tears
and tasting the dark cloud rains oh let it rain
: i will master all this blasphemy while the angels
change their clothes to get dirty inside the
human angle of life — especially on weekends
like Friday.
Spielberg gave me 73 cents in my last dream
and another i forgot to set global language
on SharePoint / ? this is a story a true story
based upon a ephedra lie ~~ now all history!
:: 05.29.2022 ::
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Spit. When you die. Last chest bump swizzle stick! Ghosts pull your feet out of bed —
vanish you like a magic trick / death takes you like a swizzle stick by the neck so low tech
by the heart how life vanishes you by words i stare through you like a high-ball or
cold bloody mary through the eye swizzle stick (little prick) the face in the mirror is all light
a trick bleeding (this story) how i infiltrated pride and ventilation with cyanide through mind
and brain /no antidote\ swizzle stick/ kiss your neck goes to the heart — stiff nipples ripple shirt
camel cool-aid toe wet through the eye aside makes doom tasty baby true | a true source of Light
what fools the heart might be true please…distort.
A telepresence of greed and affection. This is the channel that makes metal scream.
Let it scream.
:: 05.29.2022 ::
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SHE keeps moving all quietly
building her love all inside
her cabinet of spirits
she loves her appetite
eating dreams and all
her dreaming conversations
Hearing how time ticks how mouths
tock speaking loudly
She grew up old and now youthfully
dies waiting for Life.
Thinking how other lovers move on
she knows she’ll never be free
and that tortures her heart.
Knowing how her mind thinks she sighs
as sure as night is dark
and how day is bright
she finds her love
all inside her Soul tonight
:: 05.29.2022 ::
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Ecliptic Nebulae, the stones of
My Web; O God, make I a star,
as I’m a star!
We love not Time, love not Love
We love not World, live not
but within a Golden Empire!
The Soul that by
Soul’s Influence governs
the moons, stars & mega-verse
is eternal Love the Moon
has no sun — the Heart
no chaperone eloping
became Big Bang thrills!
:: 05/04/2022 ::
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the KEY to understanding
as what can books-of-Souls
to-wives-and husbands dream?
Clouds and flautering about
is wisdom maturing over Time
is always Me! Me. Me. Me. Me!
Dammit! if Paintings of
blue-porcelain dolphin-dreams
eat Sea-nymphs in their
majestic pearly carriages
Do .;..me? I? Awaken a hope
to love, yes! to LIVE!
That had gone with the burning
of books?!?
Riddling paragraphs of coffee
and clubs & misanthropic souls.
So we go. Stand alone. And leave
alone. Cry and die for One.
:: 06-22-2016 ::
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And i fall to my knees,
and pray for deliverance from pain,
but my prayers just fade into silence.
And i am left forever bitter,
wondering if i was ever even sincere.
So forgive me Lord, for I am flawed.
I will kill the feelings of my heart.
I am blinded by love.
I will steal a fane and burn a whorl
but i will not lie.
And i will not scream. I will confess.
And i will die for my sins.
i will die.
Amen.
:: 04.12.2022 ::
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THE MACHINE HICCUPS
We drove ourselves to hurt
so sit down in sinister wheelchair
outside greasy road like Mannequin
has to wave our way from genetically
MODIFIED INSECT;
my lover drives blue scarab across desert
land and leaves surreal disturbed dirt
Perhaps someone creative has ice tea
can i sip to quell parched heart you see–
all Inevitable. Please, can I have drink
for rollercoaster aching heart?
And those hot air balloons are too low toward
the ground & watching Golem reaching upward
to knock them like geeks out of the Royal Azure skies — and
they call me a freak//i believe the G.O.D. forgot his umbrella
before he fell from our skies\\ and so who is the freak?
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 
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