Tag Archives: #hope

HELENA’S NAILS

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)


SO IT WAS AND SO IT IS

Her faith in love was a drowning fisherman
and the blood upon her lips flowing as a muleta.
But her soul as a hearth with brilliant embers
reaching upward forming a dancing vortex.

and the tears, the flowing tears of her eyes shone
brighter than a granted wish of any heart.

“Sing for me my Soul,
that God believe in me!
–hope, that periscope by inkwell
shall show me the land of my own
people that think as me.
That love as me.”

The thunderous voice of Silence
spoke and so it was and so it is!

:: 04-27-2019 ::
e.p.robles (c)


ACT (of) ONE

THE curtains open to broken applause
an audience of great mystery
i cannot see their faces
nor their eyes
my Usher flees me!
And Time, the soliloquy
for Thespian lies
with each act an act of Life
and props on spot
for dramatic plots
Agh! my lines evade me!
Evade me for all i am
worthless within my House
of Theater:

The Absurd
The Humour
The Horror
The Love

of tears of joy of laughter
of sorrow of broken lines
upon my heart
upon my face
within the glass
upon the shattered floor

AND within the miles of aisles
of faceless witness
my lines flee me!
Within and without such cosmic shatter
an audience so abstract is my life
an Act (of) One.

:: 08-19-2018 ::


HOPE IS KISSING LOVE


TOWER OF A CASTLE

Within the tower of a castle
within the empire
of my existence

are all the lovely souls
are all the missed gifts
all within a lovely vassal

And if it all falls away
falls away in misunderstanding
there is hope there are some
there are some strong enough
to withstand and exist

And what useless,
foolish regrets
And what harmful,
regretful fears

And within the tower
of my castle
within the empire of
all existence

No room for sorrow
No room for tears
No room for fears

But a world of One Nation
And to hear the laudations
to hear the flatteries
of all the angels…

All within the towers
within the towers
of our castle!

:: 04-08-2018 ::


IN THROAT THERE RESIDES HORROR

THE soul is dying and there’s no Christ
to save you//the roads are littered with
bits and pieces of memories of what was
the gutters are clogged with the spent
Spirits of the living and a dark wind
blows// with a government so corrupt
and we stand listening to the broadcasts
on tv and internet radio to realize we’re all
trapped within the gut of a bizzare machine
and we’re dying together with the falling
sun and overgrown flags and our hopes
i held the hand of my lover wishing saying
“kiss me” to release this dream of a fever
and she took my love one last time
we are the generation of chance
where the dice fall is only by God’s hand
:: 09-11-2015 ::


Love is a Nation

Love is a Nation of little people
the invisible workers of
inexhaustible nature;
a titter-patter walking
across all hearts
and passing through doors,
across erected walls.
some cry, “Hello!”
but mostly they go unknown
with tiny eyes glistening
and heavy souls

:: 03-09-2015 ::


GREATEST EXPRESSION

THE greatest expression
of emotion is also
mostly feared:

T.  E.  A.  R.  S.
e,  m,  l,  e,  o
n,  o,  w,  g,  u
d,  t,  a,  a,  l
e,  i,  y,  i,  //
r,  o,  s,  n,
,  n,
,  s,

:: 09-30-2014 ::


MY EYES

my eyes — my Creator!
what have i seen —
that Glory within reach
those humble broken hopes
that golden binding Promise
my eyes, what have i seen
no word, expression-be
i see that horizon and over
across the rainbow of love
that Promise not just for-eye

:: 04-15-2014 ::


DREAM POLICE

Image
(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 ::