CASTED away
as an island
out at sea
i ate the
sunlight see?
with a mouth
larger than it
should be i
swallowed the
bright bee.
Sets me free
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:: 07.21.2020 ::
PONTIUS PILATE
ANCIENT land
old ancient tongue
(mysteries unrevealed)
hate my longevity
hate my Heart
An old man hauling sand
asked me a for a coin
of a Roman figurehead — Pontius Pilate!
your part of the Crucifixion
was marked not only in Human history
but within the Celestial Heavens
the summer cooks grass
and life — history cooked all those
who were too blind! Mad! Mad!
Ancient Land – 2020 now —
crazy hearts crazy Souls
unhinged — too (haaaaaa!) Blind!
Mad! Mad!
:: 07.08.2020 ::
“i’m listening,” i said.
“Well?…”
The words said:
“TELL me how a star can fall
Show me how to avoid it all
Touch my fish bowl but never
Never push me over — WATER!
The nostalgic drink for life
LOVE! — an elixir that
causes changes i’m trying to
hold it all TOGETHER!
i’m puppetized by you
Inside a deep State of You
I’m pauperized within me
Holding on holding on to
you-owe-you just you –”
U N G L U E D___!
:: 03.22.2020 ::
THREE nails, one in each hand
then one through both feet
seals the bidding of Time
And Spear of Longinus
a thrust burst forth
His blood falling upon
Longinus’ eyes
who before, a blind Roman
centurion now cured
the miracle of sight
now believed in Jesus
pierced the side
bringing forth terrible
skies and shaking earth
There hung upon Helena’s Nails
for all The World to Know.
:: 05-07-2019 ::
e.p.robles (c)
Yeah.
I’ll never take, “No”
as an ANSWER –> no sir!
AND in the fall’s first
day of my baby’s sun going
down — when the sun
goes down! I’m like -some
thing/when that sun went down.
and everyone’s like, “oh,
like …baby when that sun
went/goes down! When it’s
oh like when it’s light-like
your baby will know in that
ever_loving lasting LOVE
then you know that SUN NEVER
GOES DOWN! yea — it never
goes down!
:: 11-18-2016 ::
I could believe:
when yellow lights melt
traffic in greenly built
pastures of social need
I would be relieved:
if hearts and minds
were synched for love
instead of personal need
I should conceive:
the mountain of God
is the tip of my finger
and I point towards the sky
making all things good!
:: 12-04-2014 ::
I have a bed made
from the love of you
Oh yeah, it’s true, each pillow
a curve like-the thing
I loved all about you —
and would you say, “Dear, God has a name.”
I took your words and cried all night.
I know God is good but
…my pain; cries as though God-Zero.
God has love and I have a question:
I remember all His glory like-when
I fell into love,
oh yeah, yeah…oh yea
all within you and life.
God is Good and He’s Great
and has a face and a name;
if you faced Him in all His glory,
all the world I’d say, (yeah)
is all of us just struggling
like a ladbug trying to make
a collarKiss upon a neck
and God is great…so Good.
:: 10-25-2014 ::
Jesus smiled at me today
when i fell upon my face
i picked up my tooth
and smiled back at Him
spaces between joy
create greater souls
so i danced like a fool
Jesus cried with me today
when she left me high and dry
and boats need their oceans
shipwrecks just a shore
and Jesus my best of friends
won’t you stab me today
in the smallest part
of my tender back
it’s been such a long time
ago when your friend betrayed
all for 30 pieces of gold
but my love needs no such thing
So, we looked eye to eye
and I shook His hand,
never afraid to find the shore
just a gazed gazely stare —
i will never die alone
He is in all my control
I’m not the Man who will
ever sell the world
:: 10-11-2014 ::
That thing which thirsts
by and by mostly, i found
upon a day’s journey
The quench he burst
while i listened
to his wisdom-words
and i had no thing
within my pockets
So i told him ‘my
apologies’ —
He took my soul
within his hands
so carefully kissed,
and all within me
a glitter-gold
he did disburse
If you look for life
just remember my friend
a richer one unrehearsed!
:: 10-11-2014 ::
RELIGION, my savior, my building
my daily ritual!
tingle-foot ant climbing hills
doctrine smacking my tenderSoul
my childLike heart weeping
(tithing for the fools)
save my misguided soul
I shall know I’m saved
when the Preacher drives
a Mercedes in Gold
:: 10-09-2014 ::
 | asthaisha on L I S T E N |
 | Abhir Khanna on A LARGEST NIGHT |
 | kgbethlehem on MISSISSIPPI RIVER |
 | my valiant soul on DEPARTURE (EPROBLES) |
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