hard to say

 
how light enters and
winds through the woods
and into its skin
murky 
at times impossibly cloudy
and hard to define


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a second poem ever written

She sweetens us
and he in whom love grows inside
allowing him an escape from
uninvolved idolatry 

her lines are always soft
and they cast through
magestic shadows

His fluid lines
formed slowly
as in a time gone by when the
moon that swims so peacfully
in the river swam frantically
beseiged then left in a hypnotic
conversation in rhythm
with the earth

Her rhapsodic signature
a last mesmeric kiss
that ripened him
breathtakingly beautiful
she is the glow in all darkness
enkindling our flames to fire.


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Chicken

 to feel as the dreams
close you up

to give the
sea warming rain

and on some days
kept dawn's secret quiet

;
this too
A wind soft
  singing through and through

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..

a spiritis conversi dotum

You'll

Listening to the heartbeat of the words themselves 
partly everything that is
as beautiful can hope
to move the sea of feelings
or prove darkness


  just this difference
  deep and thorough 
Vague and pure as past loves gone

The in the sky of
  your dark image
       wearing the slowness of time

painting

 

What the bird said

 © 2013 by Robert Ells

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Uneverything

 

 

 

 

 

                                                           
                                                                 The unweary traveler
                                                       3.3x3.4 "Acrylic and pen on wood



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style

Notes of concern:

17.  planet should last long enough to have people walking around with pants completely
pulled down as the style, but the concern is whether this will have a negative impact on
health, particularly walking long distances.

 

 

 

Delivery Man 2013

 Acrylic Paint On Aceo Card

 3.5"x 2.5" 

 

 

 

 

I am the delivery man, and I have eggs to deliver.

Price: $ 10.99

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Mom

Thanks for all your help and comfort
during our time together. Im so sorry the
end was a little rough for you. I tried
to help the best I could.
You said you'll be there when my
time comes and I do believe you will
be .
I love you.

and too how and and why are

like our
myths or
at the tip of the throat
glimpses

resting on life
like an urge to taste
or being the pale shadow
on the edge of moving light

just as something as nothing

..   ...

..

once

a heartbeat carried down stairs
but still was only here like now

with all the words left out

a love smuggled out in truth
so everything agreed

in steps patterned after themselves
in tender tones

spoken gently
gradually 
fell
all into one voice


...
.

..

in an instant

I have lost my love and the sea
after a single voyage at the same
time

despite sunlight swings
and low rain cylinders

to sway is the who of you
as the night steals the sun
 how now
   all the sea flies are gone

...



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