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EP Robles Sep 2018
i birthed one of my famous dreams
   last night  and invited the
whole town.    every inconsiderate
  thought came   and the flat shadows
    of my dearest fears.
  the Child with no face on the sidewalk
outlines in broad strokes
     Despair.  a piece of dove of peace
  smothered in regrets on a wooden table
served on a terrace of blinding terror.
  only the smallest of facts carry
the greatest stories of which this one
is condemned to 3 o'clock each mourning.
       before heaven awakens.
       before sizzling strains
           of gravity prove awakened
               minds are too heavy.
as the rest of the town hides everywhere
   that sanity has escaped i press
hard into my eyes by thumbs to forget.
             manifested dreams is a sidecar
of my mental vehicle.  again at sunrise
    to find that one last star yet devoured
by daylight.  a wish upon that remaining
  survivor -- allow this to be me!

:: 09-10-2018 ::
What more to say.
EP Robles Sep 2018
Mellifluous are the songs of moon
   lit lips  pressing a maddened
heart as mine!

This largest night ate the orchards
and  prismatic towns by the shores
   where waves say goodbye torturing
   women who have lost their sailors
                    on calmer nights.

Instead of life the sea has come
   has come to take from me
   all i have called normality

   what most who love may dislike
   what some who hate may balance
     i n   l i f e :
  a severe disinclination
    or tolerance for such as me!

so cold are some it feels as stings
     from a polar bee!


:: 09-08-2018 ::
solitary.  a very large world with a very small heart.  cold stares.  unforgivable indifferences.  petty quarrels.  the smallest of minds that have disconnected from feeble-sized hearts.
EP Robles Sep 2018
DOES LOVE TREMBLE?

PALPITATIONS LIKE THE
SURFACE OF A CYMBAL!

when sun ignites
romance's flame
or when two hearts
resemble

   a Gordian knot--

oh! so simple, surly not!
tidal waves that crush
the shores of souls!

:: ~~ ::
twisting, curving, knotting, knowing, blowing and cursing life at times is living.
EP Robles Sep 2018
I think today I broke
a word within my ignorance!

I did the deed within my garden
I stabbed with *****

upon a letter within
the soil lay the bee!

And in my haste I slay she
and shouted in thunder

‘Oh! It cannot BE!’

:: 06-02-2014 ::
:: Rev: 09-08-2018 ::
Move with purpose and slowly toward intended goals. And never strike a bee!
EP Robles Sep 2018
I mouthed the morning,
and dew and petal!

I ate the soil but not
the bee but even thorn!

I saw the gnome  
inside a root of tree!

I kissed his conical hat
and kissed his feet!

This I did all before
but never within my sleep!

:: 08-26-2014 ::
nature, imagination, dreams, reality, love
EP Robles Sep 2018
IF pears compare
to apples smile
the fruit is key;
an orchid of hearts!

And if rivers roar
like stone's ashore
then water is rock
and time smooth and
torn

My ancient heart
tiny-tender toes,
patter-slide me!

The ballerina heart
saves me, my soul!

:: ~ ::
:: Rev: 09-08-2018 ::
EP Robles Sep 2018
if two is one

and One is Love

if two are last

and we are glad

if then let it be

as love was meant

to be;

all of smiles, tears,

and all that is life!

and therein i have

chosen God; i shall

even more love thee

after this death of me!

:: 08-02-2016 ::
Love
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