Tag Archives: #faith

JESUS WON’T YOU STAB ME?

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 ::


A RICHER ONE UNREHEARSED

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 ::


THE PRICE OF A SOUL

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 ::


IT IS MY MOUNTAIN

i know the poem
(and many think, too)
liking like lips seemingly,
touching words with no-
body cares for thinking
slidingSloping reading
but mine are climbing
beating thinking breathing
and sundays a god rests
— unless he’s reading
my own heartBeatings!

:: 09-30-2014 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS XV

sweet faith come to me
that darkness seeps
and my weather vane

                            so empty
a petal- less flower weep

stare i do above my fear
and see a golden glow
it rises kissing horizon

that is my faith
            my dear

that shower my vane
until it full
of the power of light

to feed my wither
soul

:: 03-26-2014 ::

 


CREATION

EVEN the Almighty
surprises Divinity
for His creation
is uncontrolled
and as  all great artists…
have no boundaries

:: 03-01-2014 ::


SEVENTH HEAVEN

THAT seventh heaven
today I died not in flesh
but in spirit so —
both I did in equal measure
’twas I just a step
from His throne

:: 02-28-2014 ::


THE OATH OF LOVE

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(c) E.P. Robles 2013

I gave my love to one
and swore to God above
she would be the one
I would die in old age
loving and cherishing
and this I swore before
mankind and heaven
even the angels of glory
that she walked away
was not my bidding
so here I stand
firmly in faith
that my word is strong
and shall never sway
that she walked away
does not mean
I did the same
so I remain
empty handed
but still in love

:: 02-07-2014 ::


HER FINAL SPRING

WINTER her final Spring
in bed ridden fashion
such life fiercely battled
Industriousness bought
through pain and tears

Through force of life
and broad strokes of art
travels she made
upon creative youth

And Death spoke, assuredly
but crept in delicate fear
and begged a pardon
— a release of guilt

Her flower withered…
but not from existence
a pollination across hills
to the fields of other-there

:: 01-29-2014 ::


DEEP WITHIN

THAT which dwells
so deep within
not placed there
by God or birth
but through the pain
still unresolved

:: 01-25-2014 ::