THE cat with three eyes
saw the mouse with two
said the mouse to the cat,
“i’ll gladly give you cheese
for an eye”
whisker-twitching thinking-cat pondered,
said, “if the toy gets trapped
under the refrigerator, was it ever a toy
at all?”
AND the mouse wept knowing
a third eye is god-like.
:: 09-11-2015 ::
I did it! I stole the light!
That child I am — so [lay] I did for me
and myself cried /numeric Queen:
did you feel the river? I fed it happy tears
and my child-me ran we did! Upon the fields
of our-my dreams and life smelled
like laundry clothed wind-swept dried souls
hopes lopped hypnotized butterflies
_______but i would have never walked upon
the deep dark rivers_____unless in this morning
you held my cold hands: someone saved my life
: i lay low and that child i am – so laid my
head inside (roped and tied) in space-time sweet
freedom butterflies \\\flew away////
into the here and what is now?
:: – ::
at the edge of Bliss
& we shall play ~ with flowers all in your hair/ parsley and
sage with Time in mine\ in time remember me — i shall
kiss you as the true love of mine
tell the world i found a deep forest green within your Soul
where i chased butterflies and laid in the greens
a true love of mine without clouds but blue skies
(oh sprinkling purples, blues and pinks — within your
thigh i found the nectar of a circle of raising Love)
the fairies of woodland communities sing, dance and laugh for this
kind of love as ours (all under a windy cloudless sky)
between us is water and air and untold famous kisses
sickle tall and growth inside
souls of sunshine — not forgotten
but the true of love mine.
:: 08.07.2020 ::
the giant RABBIT stood staring at my shoes (of
all things) . I cleared me voice, “Hello mister GIANT
rabbit…” its whiskers twitching.
The air was thicker than gossamer and a faint hint
of ethereal music over the hills, over the clouds and
the tears of my delight.
Finally (as I was holding my own breath) the giant RABBIT
spoke:
“Do you like celery?” without hesitation i said,
“Yes oh yes, of course!” I followed and eventually
ate many acres of not just celery but carrot.”
:: 07.25.2020 ::
A merry-goes round
tipsy-turbulent turby
Oh Merry’s-go round more
and what are you waiting for?
Is it the rabbit you’re looking for
so far down the rabbit’s hole?
Me–but which book within the Universal
Library should I read? There are an infinite
number of books!
The Light–if you read just one of these books
then you’ve read them all!
Aaaaah oooooh i drift past the moment
with my deep head within the clouds
and zebras on tram trains singing with
undulating umbrellas//simply blown away\\
:: 08-19-2018 ::
I SEE that death crept by three hooves and a beat!
And as pregnant silence above violins stressed
strings–||dancing frets ~~~~~~~
A gnome drunk-walked scattering blackbirds
and distinctly wept by neon-lit billboards
of that glow in gleeful glamour
Of that painful spoken truth in stammer
and of fated-measured tears all consumed air
of sleepy fatigued wooden scents by
post-rain meltdown exhaustion it slept
in hungry love.
But the gnome cries;
“I’ve no reflection
to redeem & no toll
to troll by due of
fire-speaking
coins upon my eyes!”
Come butterflies come to me!
Here by the side of a wayward soul
At the strike of three-three-three
save the moaning gnome /even now
the crickets sing \ as a praying
unbetraying Mantis plays an E-string
tuned to flat _. twelve times elves
dancing prancing striking frisking
while death breaks down
laughing darkness and survives
to play the flute once again!
:: ~ ::
Rev. 5.6.2017
eprobles (c)
MY friend of stature walked by
always dream-walking he is
I was leaning out my window
two stories high when I saw him
the giant beast who slumbers
I whistled for him and he turned
and a single step before me was he
his face as wide as double windows
and eyes as large as boulders
but gentle brown fawns in composure
I told him my problems and he sighed
and tears fell down his massive cheeks
I caught a few within my room
and nearly drowned from his passion
go gently my dear gentle giant
I walk with you along the dream path
and may never wish to visit this world again
:: 02-25-2014 ::
(c) ep robles 2012
All blood and flesh the cage
— a golden gate
cannot you see
that keeps some dreams at bay
— a border close
to pure fantasy
when the Keepers turn away
a dip or two from reality
:: 02-17-2014 ::
MY heart and lonely “I”
have only one wish
— before we die
such a confession
may sound so strange
but my obsession
— so unrestrained
I wish to swim with you
in the spring-well of love
— I wish to swim with you
it would heal my wounds
And if I do decide to swim
across my bitter ocean
— it will be to reach
your land of pure honey
I wish to swim with you
…to swim…with you…
With you…lovely you…
01-16-2014::
what moments to dream when I see
that I know your soul beyond plain text
physicality breach empty space
unseen touch by soul-spirit embrace
it’s your heart that beats me
thrumming rhythmic-stroking
the genuine shadow-spark visit
fair-hearted pixie damsel dancing
(the dance upon my bed always) glowing
a drunken-lust confession suing me
the forest of your hair upon my tree
the death-kiss of love butterfly lips
what mornings come when dreams recede
darkness drains and gold-light grows
showing glint and sparkle fairy-dust
my patience thinly awaits the night again
:: 12-31-2013 ::
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| Damien de Soto on Drowning in Fear |
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