Tag Archives: #words

December 8, 2017

WE DREAM SO BIG

By EPRobles

A young young man
a soul so old
a heart full of gold
a mind full of worry
a spirit like fire

My my oh my!

Stepping tripping over words
formulating ghosts from the
world — like all society!

Today is conception aborted
like unpainted canvases
unwritten novels
half spoken truths
Just going from failure to failure
without losing yourself
like the life journey; taking
the first step of a thousand miles

A conversation (catch the myth,
catch the drift, catch the mystery)

And all is a dream so big and we
all dare to fail!

Today’s soul is so high on tech
what you think
what you speak so loud most
cannot hear!

The young one
with a soul so old!
a heart full of hope
A mind full of worry
a spirit like fire!

My my, oh my!

:: 12-08-2017 ::

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December 7, 2017

MY THROAT IS LOVE

By EPRobles

IF the throat could cry
would it use words?
IF the jaybird too?
How could nests be built?
By divine love; divine
strength we learn.

If (which is a word to
wish for more) love
was greater than fear
(and it is) all things
are the possible.

And I say to the One
whom I love (and you know
me dear) I wish for a nest
for our eggs and future.
Where love creates the
possibility of eternal love!

Bless you my dear!

:: 12-06-2017 ::

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December 6, 2017

A HEART OR MAYBE TWO

By EPRobles

I have a heart or maybe two
One for me and one for you

My heart is broken
Maybe yours too

Let’s forget it all
And hang out on the clouds

The sun is all but gone
But still I have a gun

I think I’m done
Being happy

Just being happy

If I were like them
I could pretend

Just to be happy
Just to be happy

A done bun
Never undone.

Wish I was happy.

:: 12-06-2017 ::

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December 5, 2017

LETTER TO THE WORLD

By EPRobles

TO everyone who has given all ~~

AND to all that have given everything;

Blessed you are and Soul.

 

That we all are born poor and that

Many die the same; to those who

Have learned, monetary wealth is

That great illusion!

 

To all who have figured — and

Shapes are words with cutting

Edges but speaking from the heart

Is softness; I say well done.

 

Bravo!

 

IF poetry is your weakness then

Love is your weapon; not to harm

But to oppress the evil that is

Abound within this realm of

Meager existence!

 

:: 12-04-2017 ::

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December 5, 2017

TICK AND TALK

By EPRobles

KNEW you as a little child
like me you were so small
watch the clock tick and
talk my little child

So inside me
So inside you
We burn

Love like wind when
the seasons go when
the air blows

Once innocent then grown
Once loved then discarded
So inside me as within you
we burn

Everyone is a killer
Everyone is dying
Everyone kills themselves

Saw you smile / withered now
oh we burn we burn like the
lost seasons of dreams

Adults as dead children
Adults living a lie
Adults lost within life

:: 12-04-2017 ::

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December 4, 2017

THERE IS NO DEATH

By EPRobles

death is a weak spoken word
as tinder burning — my love?
We were alive! Once, when
we saw the clouds covering
the quiet land in purple
and blues my dear.

The river was rushinng
thrashing and weathering
the ancient rocks —
our hearts, too!

Many believe death is end
but for lovers the beginning!
I shall be soft while I
conqueor the living now;
I will speak your name
and the celestial beings
— they already weep!

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December 4, 2017

BRIGHT IS THE SUNLIGHT SOUL

By EPRobles

BRIGHT is the sunlight soul
of brilliant skies!

And love is thrusted unto
the world by divine warmth!

And Kisses like a raging river
fills the belly of lonley lovers
and we weep we weep for joy!

The morning divided by shade
of a curtain called night!
The heart by pain and love
oh! Love is the Sun of all!

i saw a bushy tailed rabbit
sink into her hole! Finding
love within Mother Earth!

OH! Salvation! Salvation!
WE are the kiss given by
the One — by the One
Who gave precious Forgiveness
The forgiveness of All Us!

Lord! God! The Universe
Our Mother!

:: 12-03-2017 ::

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December 4, 2017

AND WHAT IS LOVE

By EPRobles

AND
what is love?
a penny
upon the eyes?
(death)
Or grand fields
of green and
blue skies.

WHAT is death?
the last breath
wishing love?
(life)
or beautiful moments
of life remembering
small pieces of living.

And little feet running
across rice paper
like winds swaying
giant elephant ears
in late Autumn anguish.

Who alive can see these
miraclous moments//
I say a very old soul!

:: 1o2-03-2017 ::

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December 1, 2017

FEAR AND TYRANNY

By EPRobles

MOTHER, all the monsters are now gone as Love and Spirit have \defeated them;
and what is left is a gaping holethat can only be filled by Light and Soul.

Gripping my throat / gripping my soul / gripping all life;

Is my fear\is my fear\is all my undying fear

AND my lover, the other; a woman who stole my heart — i gave her all
that of good & bad; and my heart — always one too!

Don’t you breath upon me my fear!
don’t you tread upon me evil one!

If I could cry and I’ve tried
If I could sleep and I would
I would never belie this fact:
that many hearts are darkly lit
but never within my own heart!

:: 12-01-2017 ::
Rev: 02.24.2020

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November 28, 2017

YOUR SKIN CLOSET

By EPRobles
SO you hide yourself
within your skin closet
and it makes you happy
making happy faces outside
but you’re so sad within
breathing your lungs you
come back so come back
And if you breathe through
holes makes it so happy;
the monster who controls
the heart within your Soul
Now if you care about yourself
you will make yourself happy
You really drowned yourself
You really drowned your Soul
Now if you care for self
you will kick the holes
that the monster keeps you
from (and me) from our
happiness — you really,
you really can’t though!
You really knock the
You really knock the life
And kick yourself so you
so you knock us and kiss
the monster who controls
who controls the heart
the heart I always have
loved ~~ always so hide
yourself within your skin
closet and make it happy
making happy faces outside.
:: 11-27-2017 ::

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