MY WISH is to apologize
to those that endure
the prose of a feverish mind
My emotions are molten lava
and my psyche mere human flesh
So when my desire is to write
I scream within and transpose
with flash-time swiftness
and never look back
— it is my weakness
Forgive me for transgression
and I always include you all
— within my nightly prayers
I wish to find the dirt
upon my face without
a grave marker
— read and forget me
always
::-12/26/2013::
LOVE has no shape
it turns around
and bleeds into thoughts
and sounds it sings
— into an ear
And causes the skies
to weep in sheets
— of winds or tears
Love is all around
for all to see
It can cause one
to blow their mind
and seeps into a soul
Because we love
and love is the truth
as truth loves
— you
::12/23/2013::
AND in this morning
— ice-baked skies
that I be drawn to the
glass-cold window
was a pleasant
— albeit utter surprise
To see — I did!
Across the way
beyond the oak
between the frost
and misty cloak
the Monarch
who flittered by!
The grand vision
— crystal snow
drifting flakes
against noble color
such a butterfly!
::12-24-2013::
YOU whispered
empty nothings
and kissed my face
and had me
walk the plank
— beneath me
hungry sharks
I asked you for a raft
But you gave
— me nothing
For you I showed
an ocean full of love
But you set your sails
into such stormy seas
Our treasure
— then I buried
on our secret island
but you burned
the map within your bosom
I kissed you when
a dead fish you were
and watered your
sun-parched gills
So said the Pisces
— we swim so well
— all it takes
is a blood clot will
Drown I might as well
in locked-shaped death
Beneath your waves
I vomit Flotsam jetsam
::12-23-2013::
I BOUGHT a slice of peace
for the price of half my soul
The merchant frowned
as I placed the cost
across his counter
— frayed and worn
was my soul…
But then I showed
the inner half
— was brilliant
and pure as gold
‘My good man…’
— said the merchant
‘Just a piece shall do’
::12-22-2013
TODAY such senses
ignited my way
Such a gift from on high
— oh my!
The trees melted
into the firmament
as molten blue skies
with cloud-white dew
gently dripped across
the lands of Mother Earth
What power that be
that ignites reality!?
Only love…it can be!
::12-22-2013::
THIS game
we love-play
to chase
your candy-tongue
Such a delight
for me my love
They dance
and wrestle
such intense
— labour-love
As tender
like rose skin
dew-drench
— potion love
Who wins
the tongue-fight
I say a toss
— soulful tie!
Unless mine
by teeth is pinned
within your
fang-lust clench
::12/21/2013::
I HAVE no living —
save the grace of love
She carries me through
the haze of lonely days
Such is belief in love
that upon my wish
one day may come
Until the purse of lips
touch my tender heart
believe I will that day
love comes to stay
::12/21/2013::
GOLDEN dreams
once I had
— like swaying braids
of yellow wheat
across vast fields
of loving land
But such dreams
— in parched days
withered-dried
and so they died
Now I sleep
and pray to dream
of crystal lands
and blue-kiss skies
She touches me
and my fears flee
Tenderly sleep-dream
kissing me
— we tenderly dream
>12/22/2013<
I WAS lost
— when i died
from love
A victim of faith
and sincerity
bringing home
— reality
As flowers bloom
— beneath the sun
only words and acts
alone won’t lend
the magic that love
— upon depends
But within my heart
— the romantic lives
and knows one day
— here will she be
and then I will know
— she is my love
–01/25/2013–
 | EPRobles on OWL MILK AND INDIGO SMOKE |
 | Adam Fisher on OWL MILK AND INDIGO SMOKE |
| EPRobles on ECSTASIES OF THE REPULSIV… |
 | R. Marshall on ECSTASIES OF THE REPULSIV… |
 | Stefan on ECSTASIES OF THE REPULSIV… |
E.P. Robles | Poetry 
You must be logged in to post a comment.