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I refuse to believe that love is fleeting
only a shadow made of lust of night
My spirit has built a castle for love
and her rooms are many to fill
each a day in my life for her
and when she comes I have room
and a land so green and grand
full of brooks and trees and life
and flower beds and a vast sky
where she is I do not know yet
but I await her and heavenly love
she will bring and I shall give back —
an ounce of her is a pound of me
and my hand is a river against
her breast that she shall feel
the life of golden years through time
a water to rock and pebbles
and pebbles to grains and sand
and stream shall carry us beyond
to the other life above heaven …
:: 03-30-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #love, #poetry | posted in Love, Passion, Poetry
Wet drop heavy dew
a purchase made
in nature too —
upon my leaf
I carry you
until you roll
that fall of you
beyond the cusp
of my green love
into the air
and gather life
before the final drop
upon Mother you splatter
and feed her children
Love is you — my drop
of water but magical fire
you feed all in life
my desire for you dear
is to feed my heart
and light my fire
that i may one day
fall for you too
and feed the world
as you do my lovely one
:: 03-292-2014 ::
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WAY down below the belly
of the gods and souls too
i could scream of pain
but the love is more —
and the clouds bring rain
and the sun – she screams
a light of brightness
i could live forever…
praise god and Her roles
and the people who cling
love is binding and bring
a piece of soul to my life
and this life is about more
and tears and smiles – joy
i was here before your words
and even song and praise of me
and i accept your adulation’s
but my desire is for you to live
so live yea-yeah live forward
the past is a thing – but future
future is a promise that bring
a piece of your past and how…
and now is what you eat now
time and space splits the mind
and the body is a soul-cage
and the canary sings many songs
:: 03-29-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #ancient, #before words, #live, #love, #mysteries, #poet, #poetry | posted in Eternity, Life, Passion, Poetry
I dream to life
a life of death
and wish I dreamed
of world in love…
and dream I do —
when I dream for you
and dream could be more than me
you are my dream
and a wish —
that I wish to dream…
and minds and hearts
destroy and birth
gestation and genocide
go hand-in-hand
:: 03-29-2014 ::
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I loved the unlovable
a princess who wore
a beast mask of pain
she bled me each day
but even so I was strong
and I really learned a lot
and now I see the pity
— such strength I gave
but my princess remains
in an untruth that life
she lives is a lie — I cry
Oh I cry such a lie
that she lives and I die
I die each day I awake
but my strength moves me
A knight never gives up
My love a round table
for the lovers who never die
:: 03-27-2014 ::
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such repose exposed
equisite that evidence
my heart reveals
a mind of its own
i ponder that wonder
your poise a flower
discover that land
when in my youth
i ventured forth
but now that age pull
but my heart and mind
that love and heart
have i for you burns
still a fire and lips
love has no costume
that we love is all
and love you i do so!
:: 03-27-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #love, #poem, #poetry | posted in Eternity, Love, Poetry
the heart expand
to the left
and to the right
it demand
a space to grow
lilies of my field
sprout and bloom
in the sunlight
that feed you
blossom and color
in the dark night
musical words
nurture from poems
thus i am human
skin from dust
below your stem
that is where —
one-day i shall go
soon one day
and my soul
be your bed
:: 03-26-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #death, #life, #love, #poem, #poetry | posted in Death, Eternity, Love, Poetry
(c) E.P. ROBLES
The morning eye do I love
it see a new day untouched
a breath of sight so grand
a peace-inner speak-eye
tussle the bed sheet, a flag
that Nation for the sleeper
my Anthem made of murmur
whisper-speak my tender love
and each morning i awaken
do i see my Nation next to me
that Anthem her name and lips
and her voice angelic bliss
:: 03-26-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #bliss, #love, #poem, #poetry, #romance | posted in Love, Passion, Poetry
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 ::
1 Comment | tags: #faith, #life, #love, #passion, #poetry | posted in Faith, Life, Love, Pain, Poetry
THIS I told to the man
who wed my daughter…
“In the mathematics of love…
1 + 1 = 1 “
and, I so gently placed
my daughter’s hand
upon the soul I trust
:: 03-24-2014 ::
1 Comment | tags: #eternal, #love, #marriage, #poems, #poetry | posted in Uncategorized
E.P. Robles | Poetry 
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