That easy rhythmic sound is what i need,
a swing beat in jazz to touch and feel.
So I do my best to stay one foot ahead
of those lazy-crazy slices of falling time
of which some are stuck in the inferno trees
outside my window. A hellish wind fans them
but I rely upon Count Basie to sooth it all out
and I won’t look out the window anymore.
:: 02-25-2014 ::
so queer that fear
can stretch out time
a stitch in mind
the needle pierce
what eternity avoids
we carry for life
:: 02-20-2014 ::
in the echo i heard your name
a hollow thing rang in heart
inside a bell the bats flew
what i knew i could not see
but my conscious knew it well
we took too much time and today
our paths should have never crossed
my belle dance the shadow night
until we meet another place
another time we’ll give it all
i could ever wish to match
the beauty of this love
this beauty pure simple beauty
:: 02-14-2014 ::
(c) ep robles 2010
With age the vine grows sweeter
but some liquor even sooner
a gallant soul to mix
produce potent spirits
:: 02-14-2014 ::
SUCH is life
(this body knows)
what experience
we share —
t’is nothing more
than memories
When something happens
— time elapses
then reaction
If this be the case
and I do believe so
then we live a life
chasing memories
::01-17-2014::
I AM so I was
there I be
between the has
a step ahead
fire-time burn
Not to rest
yet to be
I surge upon
the emerald seas
A point in time
butterfly touch
flitter-be
convey emotion
will-power sees
weakness in fabric
time-winds tight
spinning busy
with-my cocoon-be
::01-15-2014::
MY wish so tender-simple
bare feet running upon the grass
My eyes– a smile wide
kissing blue-soft skies
and…
belly-deep carefree laughter
Oh! Though my skin
— the older grows
and whiter the snow
— upon my head
there be youth-fire
within my hearth
Sweet time-gentle
bless my mind…
intoxicating rivers
of memories past
Today awaken I as old
but to sleep in youth
— I surely go!
::01-01-2014::
WISHING-well
— sometimes I do
unraveling dreams
— sometimes caught
between fingers-do
— slippery knew
notes running
across ivory key
minor pains
thrumming-heart
melancholy needs
dripping tears
there a light!
Golden tongue
— cursing darkness
honey-laced
Incongruous moments
–love them most!
::12/30/2013::
AMAZING is the sense of time
Happiness quickens it by
Sadness stretches it’s sides
and sometimes
— for unfortunate ones
when a broken soul —
it escapes one’s life
Eternal remorse
as years tick by
::12-27-2013::
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