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AND who do you hear
when the last shoe drops
a tree fell within my forest
the party of life too noisy
but the buzzards…
they can smell
And when your star fell
upon who’s ground burned
the last of love’s hope
a grub worm saw
— yes it did
you dig into the dirt
I’ve got a question…
but the answer
is too hot
I’ve got a question…
but the response is rot
And…
Who you know isn’t so
and the night loves her cloak
what you see isn’t so
I touched a third rail…
— just to feel
::01/16/2014::
Leave a comment | tags: #abusive, #dark, #feel, #life, #love, #mental suffering, #pain, #poet, #poetry, #rot, #third rail, #vampiric, #writer, #writing | posted in Divorce, Pain, Poetry, Sorrow
AND here I sit
— shattered
upon a ruinous estate
All the world a glass
and looking through to me
t’was nothing but a shadow
And now more of the lesser
— the church bells singing
a beginning or ending its ringing…
Perchance the dance of life
or requeim for the dead
::01-15-2024::
2 Comments | tags: #death, #dejected, #life, #longing, #pain, #poet, #poetry, #ruined, #sadness, #shattered, #suffering, #undone, #writer, #writing | posted in Poetry
JUST a moment
that which we lose
when pain regrets
— it’s touch
a shallow feeling ensues
engulfs the good in all
Plainly said
— in all remorse
the cause nothing
less than fear
It moves the world
and burns our dreams…
::01-14-2014::
Leave a comment | tags: #afraid, #belief, #faith, #fear, #lost, #love, #pain, #poet, #poetry, #suffering, #writer, #writing | posted in Poetry
AND the last kiss
from the last lovers
on the last day
for Mother Earth
reignite the flowers
swimming fish
flying birds
crawling things
And the hope
for humanity
and all creatures
large and small
This is love…
::01-14-2014::
Leave a comment | tags: #Earth, #fear, #humanity, #life, #love, #poet, #poetry, #romance, #world, #writer, #writing | posted in Love, Poetry
MY feet bleeding
have walked upon
red roses
Tenderly touching
an echo of my soul
longing for a home
What distance away
in desperation walk
shall I return home?
Far I fear… so far
away beyond the hills
and over the clouds
::01-14-2014::
Leave a comment | tags: #defeat, #distance, #fear, #journey, #life, #lonely, #love, #pain, #partner, #poet, #poetry, #romance, #seeker, #writer, #writing | posted in Love, Poetry
SUCH VISITS I am humbled
those who host such events
Unseen but felt they are
paranormal pleasantries
They are without names
or title but speak to me
royalty and common seed
Such like flowers un-grown
Second Coming will be known
even now the knock upon door
Such guests never say
when they come — even now!
::01-13/2014::
Leave a comment | tags: #be, #death, #dying, #human, #life, #living, #love, #poet, #poetry, #publish, #relationships, #truth, #writer, #writing | posted in Death, Eternity, Paranormal, Uncategorized
MY DEEPEST despair, a formal greeting
Such reasons like pompous meanings
My heart bleeding upon corner stones
Such time until I become seconds
My hands so calloused in meaning
Of feelings, heart, and believing
Tis a frightful way
Regressed living
My cage small in existence
But now is paramount to be
if nothing just for me
A summer breath burning
From flesh–to–boiling–it’s me
::01/13/2014::
Leave a comment | tags: #deepest passion, #love, #loved, #lovers, #loving, #pain, #poet, #poetry, #relationships, #suffering, #writer, #writing | posted in Love, Poetry
THE pain speaks clearly
no introduction needed
A bastard for a mumble
the razor edge bleeds
No need to plead–indeed
such weakness is meat
for fangs deeply digging
— in me such remorse
To believe in love indeed
cello speak for me…
this night I bleed eternally
::01-12-2014::
Leave a comment | tags: #fear, #joy, #living, #love, #lovers, #pain, #poet, #poetry, #relationships, #writer, #writing | posted in Pain, Poetry, Sorrow
CROUCHED like a bent shadow
it oozes into your heart chamber
this thing called drama
such distaste like metallic powder
radioactive tumor future
fester blister in hot puss
insanity breeds sore illusions
I touched the atom-heart today
boiling hot in buried fuel rods
isotopes that life-span eons
my hair fell and nails rotted
my soul in disrepair shattered
give me China syndrome
I melt through Mother Earth
and hope to reach your burning heart
::01-12-2014::
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SO powerful is love
that fate bends
to appease
it’s divine needs
::01-07-2014::
1 Comment | tags: #divine, #fate, #life, #love, #micropoetry, #passion, #poet, #poetry, #romance, #soul, #spirit, #writer, #writing | posted in Love, Nature, Poetry, Romance
E.P. Robles | Poetry 
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