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(c) E.P. ROBLES
Sweltering sweat stain crooked tooth
slush bog humid sticky smell pit
ugly hop-scotch limping feral human
so out of tune yellow bleach bitch
what[?] is ugly too much for you!?!
the lesions of your pretty heart
burst-cyst fakery of humanity
all you see is a monster like me
your illusionary air of love —
leprosy in its finest puss gem
Beyond your illusion of preconception
a heart beats within my breast-beast
one who loves the arts and finery
and a sunset that rises over my soul
the world sees a beast in me but I see
the world for what it be — a greater beast
My club foot partially steady me —
more than what I can say for humanity
I limp in gutters feeding on trash bits
but my heart is brighter than you beasts!
Go! Die in your beauty!
Be gone beautiful monsters…
let alone the prince in disease
that heart that beats one with nature
no tears worth a pinch of horror
no pain more than familial disregard
:: 04-16-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #beauty, #disease, #fakery, #gross, #heart, #illusion, #love, #poems, #poet, #poetry, #romantic, #ugly | posted in Horror, Life, Pain, Passion, Poetry, Ugly
MY calling card you touched
a heavy stock and rough
that dream in stocking
those days a top hat
and knickers as much
the rules of etiquette
distribute upon my visits
that servant received
the card upon silver tray
and you would accept
my calling that day
if away that servant
would save my calling
and return I would —
another day
unless you sent to me
a card in envelope
and I would know then
a cold brush-off today
Such eloquence is lost
a great manner extinguished
but rare be the man today
that keeps tradition
a respect for women
:: 04-04-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #, #19th century, #calling card, #etiquette, #gentlemen, #poems, #poet, #poetry | posted in Poetry, Romance
(c) E.P. ROBLES
ay-oh ay-oh ay-ho
mighty sky beast
ay-oh ay-oh long
holy feet moves
makes the ground sing
sai-yo mah-oh love
my pebble stone burns
a feast for hunger
keep the children
close to you —
lest they fall
into that fire
sky spirit kiss
ay-oh families
make the rain fall
aday-o feed love
let truth live in you
:: 04-04-2014 ::
1 Comment | tags: #poet, #poetry #song of life, #sky beast #ancient | posted in Creation, Divinity, Eternity, Life, Music, Poetry
confession: my life is emotion
more than words which i write
that emotion speaks to me
more clearly than the tongue
and a written word- better
a feeling sometimes, a little
just a kitten needing milk
and others, a beast untamed
nothing can stay it’s rage
a prisoner am i; a soul cage
emotion — my dwelling hole
and at times the mountain peak
but often a middle ground —
therefore when you speak to me
know i am feeling each word
that, emotion speaks to me
more clearly than the tongue
and a written word- better
:: 04-04-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #emotion, #human fraility, #poems, #poet, #poetry, #quasi, #surreal | posted in Life, Poetry, Surrealism
My angle visited me just today
and she brought along her tricks
and they blew me away this day
She held within her hand
a butterfly so beautiful
and it spread it’s wings
and my soul-field covered
in her love butterflies
and Van Gogh died today
Today I saw my paint dry
and the canvas prayed
never let that brush go
Today, my hat I tipped
that soul a flavor gold
and I said…
fly on angel
fly through my skies
fly with my colors
My brush I threw away
a painter is a hand
but she’s my heart
:: 04-02-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #confession, #love, #man, #passion, #poet, #poetry, #song, #woman | posted in Love, Lust, Poetry
Beside of me
and into me
Poseidon’s spear thrust
heaving chalice breasts
and white cap foamy waves
what sin
no shame of me
nature does what she need
:: 04-01-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #love, #lovers, #lust, #passion, #poet, #poetry, #sex | posted in Life, Love, Lust, Passion, Poetry, Romance
We were humanity born in the sixties
and lost our faith through the filth
and watched our life arrested in surrender
and saw social fabric erode in methodology
once taught by Marx and Lennin and didn’t know
that the fire burned beneath my feet until
I felt the fire burn my soul and then I knew
a generation — skipped through the cradle
and upon the faces of my children
and then I was angry at the socio-paths
those angry maladjusted criminals
who deny individuality and hard work
that they think government knows truth
a flip-flop of cosmic proporations
the ones — little filth – who demand
control of a festered dream of filth
To wish that they take away liberty
and freedom and self-governance
Fuck you
:: 03-31-2014 ::
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love did you call my name
i was dying in the meadow
by that brook we used to walk
and i remember, too our words
said you — if you love me
you will never walk away
I said dear, there’s no shame
that love caught us two
and the brook sings the same
Her throat washes our souls
in a babble-song for time
and I saw a fawn dancing
the kiss of God bouncing
an orange ball upon the sky
And we dance and angels cry
the dance of life and tears
and the prancing fears
If we cry, angels know dear
and the oceans rise, I know
from the tears of lovers
Pain, Love and Life
all the same in this world
colors of a world in pain
I’m the priest of all salvation
underneath the tears of confession
keep the faith of all my passion
I’m still in love with you
still a place to love in you
but the sands fall empty time
Mortals can only love one
at a time in this world
but over-there not the same
Love is love and love is all
no human emotions but grace
and Light and Joy Reins
:: 03-31-2014 ::
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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
MY remorse each day
a ceremony for life
but even for the dead
that my body —
must eat each day
or it be dead one day
that my lips receive
the offering of living
and my intestines devour
through my teeth and tongue
what once lived and dead
such a beast am I – i dread
the difficulty of living
is more than social stress
for the SENSITIVE more it be
that we are cannibal in life!
:: 03-27-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #death, #dread, #life, #living, #poems, #poet, #poetry, #realilzation | posted in Awareness, Death, Horror, Life, Poetry
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