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AND when the world has fallen upon the cavity
of your sunken chest go out into the day,
feel the sunlight and how it’s warmth has
become lit sheets of icy fingers upon your soul,
and know the bright yellow bulb in the sky
is a world of fire and ice.
And when your soul has slender-ed, into a pencil
without its lead and your mouth is no longer
able to spell or speak nor write, then the world
is an unspoken ill without its Scribe; some
say He has died or was never born and others,
that he died nailed upon two pencils upon a hill.
And when you have grasped this meaning and you will,
then allow the world to fall through you,
and all the kisses, wishes, and well-spent days
of your life…
:: 01-22-2015 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #abstract, #circumstances, #life, #poetry, #realization, #revelation, #time | posted in #life, #surrealism
AND where does
love go
When upon the last
ember of life
a lover sheds
her golden cord
and takes flight
I call you, sweet face
By day and not just night
and between the moments
where two knees do fall
And too, I go! There!
upon the waves of
eternal love
:: 01-20-2015 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #life, #love, #passion, #poetry, golden cord | posted in #abstract, #compassion, #death, #eternity, #hope, #life, #love
AND when feathers
touched my face
I did well upon
grayish skies
Upon stormy nights
as heaven opened
but denied my soul.
And pain comes upon
sheets of forgetful
promises
i placed my mortal
feet upon Luna
and pushed aside;
what I do well.
I did well, when
walking through the
forest and chased
the fairies across
the golden line
and found my soul;
their land seems
phantasmagoric
(unlike mine)
:: 01-17-2015 ::
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Climb –>
so high, climb!
across the culture
and dividing line
(of religions)
What I have seen
is so noble!
Fortunately we have
pigskin suitcases
–> watertight
beating within
our bursting chests
I saw an angel
she blew me a kiss!
:: 01-17-2015 ::
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SHE imposed;(and who wants
to love)and summer creamed
it’s beauty, with it’s warmth.
That’s when I saw she had a smile
to bring the sun down to Earth
and I love her!
That’s when the moon (I saw the oceans rise)
spoke; I’ve been doing nothing so close to
nothing so let’s dance
and we (I think I love her) danced across the
stars // she trills my lonely soul
it’s something about how she ate the dark cloud
above my heart and I said,
‘I think I love you.”
Love’s so cool, begs for nothing
just gives me pink roses
and the rolling hills of passion–I feel!
This is the first time (and babies cry)
give me the milk ofLove!
(I think ILove you!)
:: 01-17-2015 ::
2 Comments | tags: #abstract, #beauty, #love, #poetry | posted in #abstract, #beautiy, #love
The imaginary DREAM-like leaping
page from page of static moments
i bit the felt-tip pen of god’s
creative hand and the golden
drops of his timeFlesh bled
into my EyeChasm pools
Consciousness is WingBird
without feathers beating
eternity into a meal
that mortalBEING mouths
devour
:: 01-11-2015 ::
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WE walk upon the lemon slice
like-Earth spinning dish
a garnish upon our plate
a heart full of pie
and i love your face
it makes mascara smear
when i taste your heart
oh, moon like a drop
of caught tears!
i crushed you there
in my fist,
and on top of day
i forgot your name
when i taste your heart
it makes mascara smear
Oh well, oh yeah
it’s an open space
oh no, oh my
i died forgiving
just two hands upon
a wooden cross
and mascara smears
:: 01-11-2015 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #epic, #heart, #lost love, #love, #mascara, #pain, #poetry, #tears | posted in #pain
today i met death
beyond a tiny door
just a few steps
away from the dream
and you looked
through the window
i saw you scream
with your halo
dancing upon your head
i’m now home all alone
and brimstone sings
“she’s still alive,
all in white and you
the eternal darkness”
i sleep fitfully tonight
the worst part of days
but i play alongside
oh, yeah my fears
and i touch your skin
makes me shiver god
and why oh hell yeah
why am i still alive
hey, oh my, your halo
lights up the night
i’m just beyond
a tiny door
:: 01-09-2015 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #death, #poetry | posted in #death
to catch the gleam
bird-eye dove in
flight
and crashing river
over-pours my
cup of Life
i knew the nest
of crackedEggs
to watch the gleam
of baby eyes
the Feathers
of hungrySouls
always wishing
gentle winds
and yetScreams
the jet streams
of current’s life
:: 01-11-2015 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #children, #empty nest, #life, #lonliness, #love, #poetry, #soul | posted in Uncategorized
y IS a nothing, little KNOWN
childPAIN dead while LIFE
walks in [EXPLODING room]
walk! cry,
i had a spoon
babyMouth and SHOUT
‘why!…oh why! Meaty-hand
across the tender skin ofTears
sorry you forgot Jesus and
angels; Pontius saved me
and I ate tree bark days
so sorry while i sing
‘I am so me, alive
i am so child…’
the boss walks through
in my remembered blood
blood, song, words, pain
and i (h)ate the flesh
of my life!
y IS a nothing
little known child
dying each moment we
question, ‘is it so
is it so, so? i’m
still alive so alive
and i burn so burn
burn burn burn burn
all the lost hopes
of love that never
tried as hard as me,
just aFreak needing
the love of Jesus
:: 01-09-2015 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #abstract, #death, #heaven, #life, #mouth, #poetry, #prose, #sin, #writing | posted in Uncategorized
E.P. Robles | Poetry 
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