Long Robles Poems

MY adventure began no less than upon this chilling night when homes of many lower their shades and kill the light. 

As sullen souls lay down for bed and fall into their dreams some common...

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NUTTY

We were in Paso Robles during the fourth of July
week-end strolling in the streets, after our sumptuous
lunch, where this vintage store caught our attention.
My ten year old grandson picked a pack of bubble gum
cigarettes and...

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In the garden of flickering neon trees,
where shadows dance with marionette leaves,
I met a man with a clockwork heart
and eyes like prisms, tearing time apart.

He whispered secrets in a language of static,
his voice a symphony...

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"Time drops all these moments as
decayed, spoiled riches.
And vibrating strings of light
dance the tip of Souls while 
enjoying the orchestra
of all life!" -- E.P. Robles

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[Too late; as late as it gets thought I.]

Upon this very...

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EYES as large as acres that see,
some hidden things.
   ORBICULAR VISUS are secrets deeply 
   hidden under divided worlds.
Our smallest of small;
a globe of fragile glass,
Within the smallest of
our hands,
 ...

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Darling, accept my strong honor
which by anvil struck steel and
broke the vows of nature!
The heav3nly gods found anger
and nothing less than truth
is like false; love is givings
as to keeping's give; 
lover-- honoring proudly
the deepest like-aboves
as...

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