WEEDY tender vines,
potted plants in parks,
and the moon, appearing
in the morning – a moulin heard;
a clump of shrubs murmurs
like bells in a vineyard.
:: 02.05.2022 ::
Tag Archives: #change
CHANGE
(c) E.P. Robles 2011
WHAT we change
changes us
profound ways
inclined
something better
sometimes bitter
and hindsight —
always knows
:: 02-11-2014 ::
AND WHAT IF LOVE
And what if love
could be given
without fear
or inhibition
and just as easy
to receive —
as loving one another
wouldn’t hearts sing?
And what if love
could be received
without question
or expectation?
To live within a world
without broken hearts
love could thrive
like two close lovers
Lets begin to change
the color of our world
and believe in love
and let it grow…
::01/04/2014::
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