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EP Robles Sep 2018
Soothing wooden
window pane!
Where hope dwelt
upon ridden raw
weight of elbows
dreaming days;

The wait as
dropping rain
the
falling snow
windy days
summer's glow
a fall in grace!


there i knew
your face
across distant
seasons too
as stung beelike
humming buzzing
where i buried
just a memory
of you
of waiting
for you
as always
the long season
of God’s Grace!

:: 12-18-2014 ::
:: Rev 09012018 ::
EP Robles Sep 2018
i am dumb.  you caught me eating  beach sand
when steak is upon the table.  And now my teeth
are crumbling sand castles / as youth begged me
to build my empire \ i am old. the guardian of
my soul reminds me a hater sees though blind and
lovers be blind but can see \an emptiness felt i
have never filled. The sensitive see more and
the poor eat feasts within their sleep.  i weep.
bolts of lightening.  laughter created the universe.
wewereso youthful and time yet born when the
few of us decided to explore the 'place of darkness'
and found life which creates life.  i am
dumbfounded.  by free will.  we all have it but
without choice.  _/_/_/___


:: 08-29-2018 ::
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