(c) E.P. Robles 2013
THAT DREAM —
which the sentient being swims
one of fire beyond mortal being
one in bed the other free to roam
I have seen — walked Hades
felt eternal anguish — frozen pain
until spent and then release
upon awake, no residual fear
I am complete, nothing controls
death, life, pain, and regret
left within the pits of hell
:: 02-10-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2012
And with a shout-sharp word
the chandelier of your heart
shatters — a burst of broken dream
the auctioneer sells your soul
what was once a sphere of tender love
now just tears and broken thole
:: 02-10-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2013
V
i cannot forget but shall forgive
one the mind, the other the heart
and if forget my warmth should you
i gave to you from my heart
please forget I crossed your path
pain is true and love that more
:: 02-08-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2013
a strain of realization
beyond the eye-see
a touch of familiarity
delicate is such wonder
a poised daisy in a field
more expansive than mind
dropping tears in vast
nothing do
a gleam of immortality
dipped fog-dew
:: 02-08-2014 ::
LISTEN dear do you hear
the bells a ringing?
there were birds
in the sky
and they were singing
a wonderful song
full of loving
so I say just to you
take my hand
there be love all around
but the love I want
is what I found
it’s you — oh you!
:: 02-07-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2012
mirror mimic me
show me shadow
perfection glass
give me lies…
mind me mirror
speak easy
flowers —
mist of perfume
tonight is sin
tomorrow beg
grace above —
who forgives
time burns
my flesh young
plans in plans
i trick you…
twisting fate
upon my finger
command you —
with my power
tonight I dance
sing and kiss
tomorrow wake
put on my face
:: 02-06-2014 ::
THE sweetest love
my love —
passion in part
a sprinkling sorrow
a taste of lust
a dash of fear
mixed with blood
sweat and tear
Such a recipe
life-delicious
:: 02-05-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2011
And when did you forget
living is for those
that trust feelings
and shed a tear or two
the fields are dry
and the crows cry
scare be that heart
a husk bleached bone
one never owned
it is the end of winter
and I fear your Spring
more than late in coming
:: 02-05-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2012
WE’RE tripping upon daisies
laughing in the light of sun
not a care how crazy
love seems to be for us
I’m taking care of my business
tending to the woman I love
and she is protected by a heart
who knows where it’s taking her
We’re going to visit lovely Cupid
I hear he has a righteous house
full of flowers and scents
and cookie dough fences
I’m taking care of my woman
she has flowers within her hair
and a spark upon her lips
lights me up when we touch
We’re floating up toward skies
full of marshmallow eyes
be speckled in chocolate kisses
Let me eat the sweets so lovely
:: 02-04-2014 ::
(c) E.P. Robles 2012
WHAT would you say
If dreams died today
and in her place
nothing but confusion
No new songs to play
or books to read
Would you say today
life had died in blood
and death had won?
If dreams are to live
then live within you dreams
:: 02-03-2014 ::
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