at the edge of the thought of meditation

the truth beneath the sky
evolves across a
distance of light
and again this

rising and falling in stillness and quiet
just as you do

what practice
leaning back slightly
it's okay to
remind my ears 
I lessen 
senses gone
so way inside me that I can't end this

double now times four

as showers stall the afternoon
and heartbeats rock between the
soft gray lights 
only once didn't mean I won't forget
the absence of things
holding upon me
this world
more still than
before I wrote this
.


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part of the forgotten shadow

 eventually comes
 rain  to fall
on all the no longer needed words
un-erasable without tears



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perth antoine

the beautiful uncertainty of
a horizonless fog is hanging
a dreamy jacket
over melted shadow
 
like words wearing sunglasses
removing days from the calendar

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close in a few ways

Sky spreads
looking through the lens of sea and fog
how much gold is in the sun
below rain and dreams

wonderful islands nobody owns
between the pages
that were made truly good
  
how fast  moves

I'll be In the stands
close in a few ways
Whenever you wanted to look
here there one or nothing  

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Post Title

how being in a daydream for more than
whenever is like being in love


a thousand years
as it is 
like to be in love with someone who
lives in a different world
the unheard voices
of a swan
you may have seen by the lake 


How I must be moving in a story
and the generation whose

  moon dyed its
   camouflage


all heating this night
like a heart ripped
out of fire


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Q.

What will nature bring atop these memories
besides the enduring aroma of mellow morning air

  a wind blown tent
Tilling calm rivers lakes and seas

Supplying the Antique sky with a 
a ceiling of non occurring clouds

facebook

Like how the rain and sadness go together



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to flower343

we will meet in a dark and handsome feeling
with hymn sung songs hummed for the moment
That feeling there is a too sweet.
flash night heat lightning
pointed my heart in your direction

through the wide opening
barely wide open

And, in this every moment good thunder clap
memories
I am moved slash advised to go around   ten year  mornings without color 
as the leaves leave the atmosphere cool to dry
on the Wind blown ground 


from within I climax
oblivious in the surging waves
drenched by the breath of a million tiny lips and mouths
whispering breathing in the ocean between our skin
symphonic soul burning flirtatious whispers
poetry obscured by
quaking vibrations 
falling like two tangled leaves off a cliff
into the mouth of the spraying waterfall


..

my feet forgot both up and down

spark said
leak softly over borders  
mixed from dreams all together.

Never closer from I
You may be 
last or only 

seep slowly out like
questions and dreams
Never closer
than my own empty skin

.

most possible

clouds we planted in the sky
flower like the eyes of heaven
breathing in our heart like summer
 
  true beneath the sky
evolving slowly into night
rising and falling
dreaming in the
stillness and quiet


,,,

air fall

in each year and out
the other
no one
now is the old who

waiting in the wake  
of always feeling
voices sparkling with eyes  
bursting through air time after all 

,

On Something

Now I don't understand
about making a living or
 how so many do it


I just laughed, felt down then I laughed
again at something

So feelings change I thought
and I feel good and bad at the same time
I want to feel X way
You want to always feel good or neutral
all the time and
you don't like feeling bad
You can feel a little bad
or not think about it when you re busy
with something else.



"I will never smile again" I think, and
that brings a laugh


.

The day after: Switching from an iphone to the Galaxy s4

I din't know what would happen



after the unboxing
I notice it weighs less
  its
 delicate yet earthy

someone asked     What do you have there
in a strange deep imaginative way
but I can no longer answer

 now I am a galaxy s4




...



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hard to say

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


.

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.


.

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

.

..

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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The principle of super ghost

I used to subscribe to love like a magazine,
the covers changing
stories
and what lies
behind its writings
read

it can only work if we don't know what love is
as it sits or sleeps
how the sun and shade feel good
or being convinced


.....

about me

hiding each night
in a different
place

unconsciously placed
weightless as the new sky
the language between our dreams


like stepping over something slowly
in the dark
this deep falling
this love
warmed light


..

christmas wine for me an you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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my ribs open and take you in

I sat with spring like an old friend
in the park
before she was born
untethered of wonder
shuddering
to let go of things
the way they sink,
everything into you



.......

"10,000 years from the end of time"

bare as the whole thing contained
in a storm paused near the horizon
love

left to grow into lines of slow dreams
woven over into ourselves
and at each distant passing
all the words meant for us alone
beyond the delicate sayings
all theeze thoughts you gave me



.

bye 2012

  

I made this small painting from memory. I haven't seen snow in a long time. 

It was 83 degrees in Florida today and it has been very dry here.

Wishing all a happy Holiday season  :)

..

we take apart the world piece by piece

and put it back together
in an exchange of syllables
our silent responses draining out
from our insides

the sky caresses my forehead
memoirs from another continent pass the time

my eyes are silent
hearing only of  how you are my love
every word becomes you


..

forgettable as this title

Thinking through
planning carefully
jumping in to get closer

what was it we lost dreaming forever?


...

the belly dust poem

Dear spotted spot on the ground
whose black was half gotten up

whose weilding weight is numbness
light as silvered dew

like the tears we make to feel
our hearts

....

more on this

i feel youre still here perhaps somehow
holding on
as I hold on
to your dark lashes
and drink the salt from your tears


I fall into   a


memory and
I
see
the folded shadows turning to dreams
I run back into your eye s lids to sleep
so I can dream inside your eye's
mind


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The Language Of Hornets

Thinking seems useless
so we whisper to each other
gently
unheard
and smile with the 
inside of our hearts

curle dinto
a circular
beating

as the sound of rain outside plays its lullaby
through magnetic fields of  light



..

The Stingler Of Comforts Come

tears like rain from a
black cloud
so black the rain itself
is pulled inside
 
as the bee buzz  
escape assures me
me, this morning
doesn't know how to be mean
and pretty at the same time.


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Lovely View

writing to faint chimes
can you hear them
humble as a grey sky

past a dusty saucer
a half open book
captures a shadow
past half
open drawers to look at the view
All you,
love
closer than thought
and empty space




 ..
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Universal choir

Like how the
rain sings to the birds
its repeating chorus

like how the night looks
out at the stars



...

six foot smiles long

god sends wind and
blows change
a full six foot smiles long



...

fond memories

 

 Your words sleep inside my head
as the night screams
and daydreams take
life way inside 
to tell all

awake forever
inside the
changing light upon your
beautiful skin

.

Shadows in a room full of night

border
electron sparklerettes
streak softly around corners
into dreams
mixed all together 

Shapes of long long
Ago Long as
Missed dream ripples
and lifeless chairs

now can't live till it reaches
out and nests in our eyes
here down in my heart

brain chemical 741 deficit

worlds weave inside me
  caressing spreading rays
  into unknown dimensions
destinations
 as far away as
plain spoken
dreams
untangled   at the ends  
   to see almost
anything


.
  

The Night stand

you and I
and the sleeping breath
moving inside backwards
into an early night
hands
holding on the unforgettable
rhythm 
of hearts run through
ever ever held
at this point 


.

The Two Mads

 do not tell thee how to be mad .



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The Frame and the Door

alternating close woven
breathing life in two
the beings are white feel  warmth and ache
with pleasure
being you there translucent. skin
pressed into endlessness



.....

say cheese

Bell the whole and white

trying to float arrows in the sky
wondering at least resembling
what a wave in the sea is
a wave that is also a pulse 
airily slow
the click 
of reality
answers dear me


...

The dark morning runs quietly

quiet
Hands clasped to morning air
a school of songbirds fly 

the night breathes between us
held tight stars spitting candles
where nature and earth conquer
words themselves

my soul enjoys your company



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