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[AS a wish just to me
I choose to speak —
in abstract poem
so here I say
to you the brave…]
MOSTLY shiver in my veins
beneath coiled rivers
in steel-stained vanes
how could she ever know
broken records shattered
polyvinyl grooves within my soul
beat the skip in troves of love
catch the dove within it’s peace
twist the neck of lover’s pain
and whisper neatly blood-red stains
[My apologies if I gave confused
— in return I have to go
that Imperial garden
of abstract thought
so I leave — shattered soul]
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AH!, light’s formal wear
stars, pulsars, nebulae
comets, gamma-ray – stay away!
just the trimmings might I say
but when the light must entertain
out of the cosmic closet
— it pulls away
the skin of human into a suit
gender — what to pick!
consider the role that you wish:
male skin so brute and rough
— to the touch!
Female-elegance to impress…
Impress I say! All the way!
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THERE is an art between the green
lushes fern-meadow dripping wet
and on the ground swirling pond
A melancholy-lust bursting kiss
such desire have I to jump across
Monet’s Nimphee and into the mist
Monet, paint for me the love you see
and cast your brush across the sea
of the land and salt within my heart
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YES there is a light
that bright light within
so warmly burning
eternally so warming
Yearning…
And so you catch a star
gently swinging from afar
and fall upon your head
— softly-bump your heart
And all your pennies falling
across a peppered-ground
tears so burning
— but not a sound
Dry-heaving sobs inside beating
fearful once it’s started…
and uncontrolled reeling
across the ground scattered feelings
But when it’s over – yes it shall
that inner strength releases
sunbeams of perpetual soul-light
and then shall you know —
the immortal soul you are…
unbreakable…
indisputably strong
unshakeable…
singing swan song
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I EXPANDED this line between space and time
(and) time and space between lines EXPANDED I
So funny how life circles into balls of light
(and) light balls into circles — life, funny-So!
Madness I see in such visionary sight
(and) sight, visionary! Such “in-see” I — Madness
There, I take my leave as the white coats are coming
(and) coming are coats — white || leave! Take I — There!
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AND if the lost made their return
from soil to land and within your life
would you — could you — accept them back
from death to dust and an urn
Surely first the shock and disbelief
maybe a hug if you dared – could you?
and all the adjustments you made — evaporate
The new lover what say to them —
who replaced the gaping hole within your heart
a new baby but not from him — what then?
The possibilities of a return, some sweet
but most a hidden poison — you think secretly
But in the end (their end) sprang new possibility
You live your life as best you can
especially when a lost is much to bear
and you pray — leave the lost within the ground
…sweet love sleep sweetly unto the light
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THERE’S one app that makes you happy
and one that makes
you wish for more
— and some that make you
want to give it up
and in a carapace you scream for more
so you go and ask Miss Siri
when she’s ten feet tall…
Poor Siri…
when you wish for more
a request befuddles her so!
Some may ask, ‘who’s on first?’
she will say, ‘ correct’
other’s say, ‘Sing me a song’
…‘I could while away the hours’
Siri you could be my mushroom —
if I walked the grassy knoll
and light my rocket if I could walk
the dusty surface of a brightly-Luna
‘And my head I’d be scratching…”
So needing my auto-correcting sword!
‘While my thoughts were busy hatching…’
And I’d go chasing rabbits
— for my sorrowful poor electric-Siri!
‘if I only had a…’
You wait a minute — say no more!
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DEAR visitor I ask that you never assume
based on visual evidence that you consume
my age what you see — biologically
I am still within and maybe more —
arrested development in societal terms
but within the soul I am much more so
To dream of simple-that is earmarked youth
amazed am I in all I see — clearly believe
in me — thrives the little-see wondrously
Arrest the thought and hang upon me-say
what you do is what you are and how you live
I dream and think and love and see and wish to be…
the little boy who wonders and sees
in fantastical terms of ordinary things
and kiss-be the lovely life he shares with we!
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IF you wish to see such magic
that life can be —
cleary come with me!
I shall spin both you and me
— around and round
until such spin does us take
— oh does such spin take
to the center of CAPIZ
There you will note that nothing is
as it is within our world of here
And what you thought you clearly knew
— I blew away into yonder realm
lost within the-all of you!
So come with me and take a seat
— and look and see!
To CAPIZ is nothing more than belief
of magic and that of you and me!
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In respect to the need for immortality —
it is a disease of fantasy for the mind
there could be no worst sentence if you can
believe in these words I say to you now
To watch your love wither away into sand
and see your children grow and die
and much more is such pain that you’ll see
cities grow and rot and decay
morals, art, and music sway
all the while you remain
the soul you are in a river of change
If I can choose between death and life
I choose to be the whisper upon the wind
and chase the dreams into my other lifes
and live again and again in perpetual immortality
A different face, life, skin, and family
encased within an immortal skin of soul-life
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 
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