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River dreams slipping rocks
and i swore i had a place
across your shores too
i thought rock but life
gave me pebbles to eat
and no one i think loves
the weaker one but i know
heat and life are a part
of tiny movements
always know i sometimes
dream but the current
moves me \\ i think
a revelation can catch me
but the river flows
like
time, what
space too
across your shores
i thought rock but life
gave me pebbles to eat
and i’m only just me
so i can only sing
“the river of life
can take you down
if only you believe,
if only you believe,
in dreams…”
:: 11-20-2014 ::
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Most of my favorite memories
are cast within the daily grind
a trip or two across the way
from morning to evening light
But if I am brave enough to say
and sometimes I am not
(but not today)
the very best of memories
are the ones I make within my dreams
And the rarest of all make their own
:: 06-22-2014 ::
2 Comments | tags: #dreams, #poetey | posted in Awareness, Dreams, Life, Mind, Poetry
In my dream i rode a wave
not one made of ocean
but that of heavenly
love — that quenches me
and i touched the skin
not of human but so much more
she had daises in her hair
and a smile of sunlight too
we decided to run down there
where the road forks in two
and ran toward the woods
where the love-green hide
the trees from the forest
what do you see in life
that before you is a dream
but greater is the forest
Love is an ocean and sun
and passion that green forest
flowers flotsam and candy
jetsam between love and life
Oh I wish for that beach!
where life can dig toes-sand
and umbrella laughter song
a salty wind caressing us!
:: 04-15-2014 ::
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We are all born
into a dream
so deep that most
never awaken
:: 04-04-2014 ::
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(c) E.P. Robles
there were orange sherbet skies
a blanket of deep blue waves
and a white beach comforter too
I said to you my dear lover
let this be a dream for life
and never awake me or you
and i want you to know
deep within my heart
i never want you to go
let’s play with the water
and sing with the dolphin
i comb your hair with a shell
and darling never awake
dream upon my tan shoulder
and i will kiss you forever
:: 04-01-2014 ::
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Once I dreamed this I did
upon a cloud in sunlit light
not a hint of nightshade
nor a glint of sorrow
and dreams such as this
— this what dreams should be
made of vanilla-kiss lip
and love-making laughter
lightly floats my soul
between the glades-bee
and through rivers fresh
across mountains too
above the land-dew
and through hearts-two
this dream I had once
and stays forever now
what a dream should be
:: 03-21-2014 ::
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terminus across my soul
a movement
compressed
the light is ancient
and I am old
what power say you
devoid of youth like
father time — eons ago
the vagabond
begs more
No! No! No! — pleading
be gone this illusion
a single note slicing
passion between notice
We are not who we are
who we be
not what thing
that creeps between —
our
divine dreams
:: 03-17-2014 ::
(c) 2013 E.P. Robles
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I plant my wish
within the soil
of my dreams
and dream I do
of golden light
to fall upon
the seed to grow
within the morrow
upon my wake
the wish-to-dream
becomes the truth
for all to know
:: 02-23-2014 ::
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(c) ep robles 2012
i caught myself
dreaming myself
streaming lines
disjointed fairy tales
a seam i tripped
and pulled it back
and saw my self
dreaming life
:: 02-13-2014 ::
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(c) E.P. Robles – 2013
SLEEPING I dreamed I had a wardrobe
and there were every kind of costume,
each one for the fantasy of life.
But the police cuffed my hands
saying, “Don’t you know kind sir,
we control the fate of humanity.”
The dream police took me away,
saying there’s no court for my offense
and they threw me back into the cell
where waking people sit and wait,
hoping of a life where they can dream too.
:: 02-04-2014 ::
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