Submissions by erobles
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm a victim of consensual reality but escape when the hive mind is not looking.
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Mar 2013 6:22am
9th Mar 2013 6:22am
HARVEST
I LIKE to think that love slips through time
finding empty spaces to fill - a heart empty
who can say what love (even time) is I say
the barren fields will produce their harvest
as does love when the farmer comes to till
how much ground to turn over until I am grown
The silence of the wilderness grows so cold
these days when I ride upon my beast to town
and leather brushes my soul - the sun bakes
broken skin upon the lips of a worn spirit
tastes of bitter iron like the wound of my heart
bullets, knives, dirt and eagles soar the day...
finding empty spaces to fill - a heart empty
who can say what love (even time) is I say
the barren fields will produce their harvest
as does love when the farmer comes to till
how much ground to turn over until I am grown
The silence of the wilderness grows so cold
these days when I ride upon my beast to town
and leather brushes my soul - the sun bakes
broken skin upon the lips of a worn spirit
tastes of bitter iron like the wound of my heart
bullets, knives, dirt and eagles soar the day...
477 reads
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STORY POEM
Published
26th Feb 2013 5:13am
26th Feb 2013 5:13am
THE LIBRARY
I dreamed a dream more real than reality
and found myself in a universal library
towers of shelves and gossamer in the air
The binding of a book stories above
caught my eye and I begged to see
a ball of light provided safe flight
together we ascended the storied columns
ages untold past my path too many to know
and at last I was eye to eye with this book
I asked the light if this was the book
to know and read to know it all
she said to read one was to read them all
So I read from front to back and in between
the...
and found myself in a universal library
towers of shelves and gossamer in the air
The binding of a book stories above
caught my eye and I begged to see
a ball of light provided safe flight
together we ascended the storied columns
ages untold past my path too many to know
and at last I was eye to eye with this book
I asked the light if this was the book
to know and read to know it all
she said to read one was to read them all
So I read from front to back and in between
the...
587 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Feb 2013 4:33am
26th Feb 2013 4:33am
THE LINE CROSSED
I APPROACHED the funny looking man - not knowing the line crossed
at first the aberration of incongruity
across the street I walked, each step beyond reality
When a flower loses its petals is it still a flower?
when the sun sinks and the moon rises is still a day?
when the color fades and all is grey is this still for real?
I approached the funny looking man - now knowing the line crossed
at last the surrealism of congruity
I crossed the street and stopped, last step into infinity
No face, not a semblance of humanity bore his presence...
at first the aberration of incongruity
across the street I walked, each step beyond reality
When a flower loses its petals is it still a flower?
when the sun sinks and the moon rises is still a day?
when the color fades and all is grey is this still for real?
I approached the funny looking man - now knowing the line crossed
at last the surrealism of congruity
I crossed the street and stopped, last step into infinity
No face, not a semblance of humanity bore his presence...
457 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Feb 2013 4:18am
25th Feb 2013 4:18am
TO BE HUMAN
TO BE human is quite a pain
dredging up forces unknown to mind
spitting fire between the dark and light
The remedy is nothing short of insanity
to smile or laugh or both -- oh the humanity
kissing the feet of defeat in tears we cry
-- // --
dredging up forces unknown to mind
spitting fire between the dark and light
The remedy is nothing short of insanity
to smile or laugh or both -- oh the humanity
kissing the feet of defeat in tears we cry
-- // --
425 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
20th Feb 2013 6:22am
20th Feb 2013 6:22am
THE PROMISE
WOE TO the tender soul who bleeds life
and precious blood and emotion pours before
a mass of mindless humanity
your spark may fade and eyes turn glass
but soul and spirit beat fire in the end
and the heavens keep score for you my friend
-- // --
and precious blood and emotion pours before
a mass of mindless humanity
your spark may fade and eyes turn glass
but soul and spirit beat fire in the end
and the heavens keep score for you my friend
-- // --
445 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Feb 2013 6:40am
16th Feb 2013 6:40am
IF BY WIND
If by wind love blows this way
I choose to sway into bliss this day
and miss the bussel of life
And if fear betrays my path
muster an angel whose strength
portrays my great passion
for life and love
and the woman adored
by my heart forever more
-- // --
I choose to sway into bliss this day
and miss the bussel of life
And if fear betrays my path
muster an angel whose strength
portrays my great passion
for life and love
and the woman adored
by my heart forever more
-- // --
498 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Feb 2013 3:54am
15th Feb 2013 3:54am
CLARITY
CLARITY of a moment so ever short
is what chanced to visit this day
it did not knock or ring its presence
should I complain - it has its own ways
Upon a trembling surface - clearly my eyes
all formality and pomposity - it stripped away
laying bare the simplicity of all humanity
beauty, love, vulnerability - I could not bear
- // -
is what chanced to visit this day
it did not knock or ring its presence
should I complain - it has its own ways
Upon a trembling surface - clearly my eyes
all formality and pomposity - it stripped away
laying bare the simplicity of all humanity
beauty, love, vulnerability - I could not bear
- // -
523 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Feb 2013 5:22am
14th Feb 2013 5:22am
HONESTY BEGGED AN ANSWER
HONESTY begged -- an answer
From me it asked impossibility
Forgetting my place within time
I spoke the truth -- almost benign
Thunder split the world within
First a crack then a fissure
Old souls cried a sorrowful song
And blood drenched the lids of eyes
Knowing truth as some may say
Is keener than a sharpened blade
Sometimes best to hear -- a wind
Than feel the storm of emotional pain
-- // --
From me it asked impossibility
Forgetting my place within time
I spoke the truth -- almost benign
Thunder split the world within
First a crack then a fissure
Old souls cried a sorrowful song
And blood drenched the lids of eyes
Knowing truth as some may say
Is keener than a sharpened blade
Sometimes best to hear -- a wind
Than feel the storm of emotional pain
-- // --
474 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Jan 2013 8:05am
27th Jan 2013 8:05am
I SAW AN OLDER SOUL TODAY
I SAW an older soul today -- by grace
a withered hand across the face
and lines that told stories of chance
And in the eye of the ancient one
a glimmer of youth betrayed such age
the soul is ageless beyond congeniality
must we all be dead before we're born
As pity holds no truth against reality
We sour in youth and sweeten with time
-- // --
a withered hand across the face
and lines that told stories of chance
And in the eye of the ancient one
a glimmer of youth betrayed such age
the soul is ageless beyond congeniality
must we all be dead before we're born
As pity holds no truth against reality
We sour in youth and sweeten with time
-- // --
530 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2013 5:17am
22nd Jan 2013 5:17am
WHAT I COULD NOT TOUCH
I SAW what I could not touch
beyond the pane of a glass
the distance a mere foot
but the reach beyond doing
Blood thicker than water
they say with a smirk
but I know the meaning
it belies the truth
Such longing is a blade
that cuts beyond the soul
with transgression as insult
a cold silence my shadow
Born into a circle as one
pushed and discarded aside
colors bleed black grey
and red dries with cries
A life review will say
in turmoil, rot and decay
what I could not this day ...
beyond the pane of a glass
the distance a mere foot
but the reach beyond doing
Blood thicker than water
they say with a smirk
but I know the meaning
it belies the truth
Such longing is a blade
that cuts beyond the soul
with transgression as insult
a cold silence my shadow
Born into a circle as one
pushed and discarded aside
colors bleed black grey
and red dries with cries
A life review will say
in turmoil, rot and decay
what I could not this day ...
536 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Jan 2013 3:30am
1st Jan 2013 3:30am
HAVE REGRET FOR NOTHING BY WORDS
HAVE regret for nothing by words
If south were North then Heaven would burn
Instead the heart should ponder the mouth
Lest words could cut the cords of souls
--//--
If south were North then Heaven would burn
Instead the heart should ponder the mouth
Lest words could cut the cords of souls
--//--
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Jan 2013 3:28am
1st Jan 2013 3:28am
MANY TIMES MORE THAN TWICE
MANY times more than twice have I seen
the ghosts of family, friends and then
Some whose faces that I did not know
Quaintly, with ethereal elegance they are
silky touch, feather breath, and opal eye
Outside of the tick-tock of father time
It is most inappropriate to ask of them
to state their business or intended pleasure
extend your politeness over scorn I say
//--//
the ghosts of family, friends and then
Some whose faces that I did not know
Quaintly, with ethereal elegance they are
silky touch, feather breath, and opal eye
Outside of the tick-tock of father time
It is most inappropriate to ask of them
to state their business or intended pleasure
extend your politeness over scorn I say
//--//
476 reads
2 Comments
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