Tag Archives: #ancient

EVERY POINT OVERLAPPING EVERY POINT

AND the pot of gold was resting
there by the  contraption of another world
so baby cry, cry, cry and are we old enough
as a world to know baby
  we can cry and laugh holding
planets and stars within our hands
  yes, we are old enough my smiling
baby Jesus’ with a message at the
train station of life and death.
Especially the voices of crying
children who remember to know better
so cry baby we all try to hold on
to the future of our best wishes
and mostly we’re all programmed
by that way-station on the other side;
our hands holding unknown things
our minds almost remembering them
historical amnesia is our diagnosis
so baby cry
            so baby try
                        so my oh my
greed is an infection
muted voices a reflection
and all the tears like metal
the smell of static like space
lost astronauts in twisted steel
and the pot of gold resting there
by the contraption of another world
making my mind scream.
:: 09-28-2017 ::

DESIRE, OBTAIN PREPAREDNESS

DESIRE OBTAIN PREPARDNESS


YEA-YEAH

WAY down below the belly
of the gods and souls too
i could scream of pain
but the love is more —

and the clouds bring rain
and the sun – she screams
a light of brightness
i could live forever…

praise god and Her roles
and the people who cling
love is binding and bring

a piece of soul to my life
and this life is about more
and tears and smiles – joy

i was here before your words
and even song and praise of me
and i accept your adulation’s

but my desire is for you to live
so live yea-yeah live forward
the past is a thing – but future

future is a promise that bring
a piece of your past and how…
and now is what you eat now

time and space splits the mind
and the body is a soul-cage
and the canary sings many songs

:: 03-29-2014 ::


WHALE MOONLIGHT

Where that ocean screams
and her wave licks light
between promise and realm
sailors scream tomorrows
beneath that watery dream
baritone whale sing sweets
mermaids swim toward seam
A whale tooth bites you
and barracuda needles zone
flotsam drinks too foamy
jetsam dreams sand pebble
and salty eyes crying
sand crust skin itching
that heart beating waves
sperm whale moonlight swell

:: 03-12-2014 ::


RIVERS FLOW

Image
(c) ep robles 2010

beyond the lies
and fleshy thorns
a second place
another time
we walked the stones
tripped through time
but village rudes
slain my love
drown by stream

rivers flow by
but never cease
— crimson tides

the tip of hatred
pierced my neck
a chain of pain
the children laughed
and danced the night

oh the wonders of life
never cease to amaze
mysteries of pain

maybe times are slow
but love wins the race
and you were my flower
and i the field of wonders

rivers flow by
but never cease
— crimson tides

women in love — lovers
beauty on beauty is such
candles melt leaving roses

and rivers flow in crimson
and if i ever live to see
your field of wonders

such beauty
i could never match
and rivers flow…

— crimson tides —

:: 02-14-2014 ::


MY ANCIENT LOVE

WE say sorry some days
and sometimes not
I cry rivers on stormy days
But my ancient love
Lasts out weather-love

So surprised my love
When the mason man comes
bricks lay upon bricks
a wall between you and me
protects me from crazy love

My ancient love is strong
amazed so surprised love
but the time flows between
your heart and my survival
so kiss is love and tomorrow’s

::01-15-2014::


BLUE RAINS

BLUE rains falling
— a taste of pain
Mother Earth smells
— her moist soil…
pre-natal assault
reminds me of you
I was born
before I had a soul

Laughing rays
— the sun is a whore
— she gives her light
to everyone…
I don’t want you
to be a star
unless you shine
just for me

Blue rains falling
it drives me insane
Blue rains falling
we’re one in the same

I can’t even walk
— a cobble stone
let alone
— a lifetime alone…
unless you give
to me your love
Who says two lovers
can’t be the same

Blue rains deliver such love
you will see such love in darkness
And you will find such love
when you find your heart in him

::01/03/2014::


MYSTICISM

WHEREBY it may be declared
that mysticism is union
or absorption into that Diety
of knowledge barred
by the intellect…

I do contemplate
nay — surrender
that my character-soul
dreamy thunder-confusion
understands — and knows

The ultimate reality
is more than mere words
practised by unknowns
incomprehensible to minds
but deeply known

Feelings, intuition
beneath the bedsheets
of mistress-whole-mindness
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LOUISIANA SINGS

THAT southern air
and voices in the moss
where damp shadow feeds soil
for the small things
on the muddy banks of bayou
— such girls bask in the humid sun drink
that softens the glare

Gently floating pirogues
gliding through brown-green
waters —
some fisherman smiles at taunt fishing lines
oh majestic tragic enchanted world — sings Canjun
although high-tech peppers the air and ground
her spirits remain above and below and evenly round

Sunrise greets
those wonderous
Great Egrets —
gliding on golden light
and sunsets bring
such mysterious
to vibrant hearts
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