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SO a lot happens when nothing happens
sometimes a knock upon the door
sometimes against the walls
watching them that watch us
picking flowers within a field
i can hear the babbling brook
and hear birdsong and wind
and see the phantoms in the skies
watching them that watch us
A mystery of intention sings
within the mind of woken ones
that we may be no one & nothing
at all within the scheme of
things
are we out or are we in?
we may all cry when the day
comes and pray for something
that watches us that we watch
Phantoms in the skies
when you see me when the winds
blow through the sun
when you hear me scream towards
the moon — can you save me when
they come?
A lot happens when nothing happens
sometimes a thought in the head
sometimes a feeling through the heart
watching them that watch us.
:: 04.19.2021 ::
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Her glance glows & lingers of otherwise
beating feelings within her Breasts
Oh if and of her soft pure thighs
blind y o u within her grace,
nor,
nature or voice of human speaks
only one of this thing to unwieldy the
arch whence issues a new emotion.
Nor could a stark and stunted
root display her youthful vibrancy
beneath the shoulders of Life,
no, not speak as we within the fur
upon a beast of prey, nor speak forth from
their lines like a Soul of Life —
these memories of youth for youth
and older Souls to remember :
we live life in circles that grow wide
and endlessly unroll.
:: 07.06.2020 ::
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i have walked within your
thunderstorms & broken nails
upon the wood of your maple
casket — makes me sad
called a dove the vulture of
all hearts (oh my)
hauled dirty stares within
the sack of my brain we all
refrain from bruised egos OH HEY
says the middle finger of my MOUTH
you can only lose
what you never had
and i broke nails
trying to pull Jesus
from his Cross//+\\
:: 03.11.2020 ::
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MY feet are wasted
i have relieved myself
upon them.
In powder-blue
all my gross innocence
pulls back the dreams
of my youthful days
My youthful dreams
that i knew close the crypt
upon the somber skies
And the Book of My Life
have many torn pages
just pulp scars of living
actually all by the power
of love fallen so it’s
me i’m writing of
you can take me to a place
called hell i have a hat
hanging on it’s wall
So then, my expansive unknown
always be! That we all
can dream a dream
and eventually meet the day
we try to excuse all our
regrets while love ones
lament on such a beautiful day
:: 01132016 :
rev: 03.03.2016
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WITH the cold greet of a night moon
something stirred within my soul
nothing human or even creature
a nameless feeling – I fell awake
And I walk amongst the few
who know the feeling of walking too
like a stroll within a river
each footstep thick and clever
I greet the moon and her cloak
a silver shower of comfort too
and my friends — the nocturnal
are ones who know my nameless face
we live the night and sometimes even
mostly a kill I’d share with them
but these nights even so much more
an ancient lullaby of tragic lore
Tonight I taste the silver light
dripping across the twilight land
and though I cannot your name remember
the lust and hunger for you is alive
I’m hungry for you…still hungry for you
very hungry for you…
::01/02/2014
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 