A QUIET HANDA Poem by E.P. Robles(the day unfolded like a quiet hand) and you (soft as breath) walked beside me through sky's open eye where light tumbled (slow & honey-thick) between trees humming hush hush hush the world was (a pause) a ripple of blue spilling into the hush of water where we (like stones unthrown) leaned into the stillness time (such a small thing, yes?) barely whispered as we slipped between its fingers, unwatched" and later (when moon became a sigh inside the river’s hands) we stayed quiet enough for the stars to listen :: 01.31.2025 ::
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StatsAuthorE.P. RoblesSAN ANTONIO, TXAboutI write a lot and I paint a lot. I think just enough that I believe I am a very crazy person at all times. I am very friendly to a fault and find life very very short. I write in bursts with each p.. more..Writing
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