domingo, 14 de septiembre de 2014

Because of you




Because of you

You
The one I´ve never met

You
Above the dark side of my world

The one the pond in the park
Still waiting for

Fishes and lotus flowers
Yet skate the world



Li Tao Po

VABM September 14, 2014


http://lifethrublueeyes.wordpress.com/
Many thanks to Diana

I badly needed this impressionist picture

Today, now, at this very instant




Today
Now
At this very instant

Inside of
The uncatchable by signs
-As everything is-
Gray of this day

I’ve found
-Behind the whitish curtains of rain-
The ray
And I suppose the thunder

Below a colored like clouds
And bleak & nobody's
White moon

While:

          A caterpillar
          -Red dots in a yellow string-
          Overlooked by an undecided bird
          Was creeping a cactus leaf
                                  
          And a monster of the Amazon
          Was beginning to be used
          To be captured

          In a pesqueiro
          -Near a big city-
          Every seven days

All of us surrounded by
The last surviving bones
Of a dinosaurs pack

An indifferent ovary
-Overloaded with ripened eggs-
Suggested to me
That I should appreciate her

More than a ten kilos fish
-Much more-
With a look
That still shook me

VABM September 14, 2014


sábado, 6 de septiembre de 2014

Cat time




Cat time

Sometimes
When your tits runs dry

You must have a nap
So someone told me

One boring afternoon
In the century twenty one


VABM September 6, 2014

Rainy days & Bikes



Rainy days & Bikes

Bikes are for rainy days
At all

Sunny days
You don’t need to take care for

Li Tao Po

VABM 9/6/14


It’s all about time




It’s all about time, pal

In front of
The mountain wall

Suddenly I know
There must be
A superior one

Another animal
Before god

That intuitively knows that
History is much more than
Testicles, ovaries and swords

Li Tao Po

VABM Saturday, September 06, 2014

domingo, 31 de agosto de 2014

The Sign



The Sign

Drop by drop
My brain
Assimilates rain

Second by second
This sunset falls
Into void

Love by love
My life
Pass by

To do what?
Not a single clue
Nor a sign

Li Tao Po

VABM August 31, 2014

sábado, 23 de agosto de 2014

54



54

Like a big brown butterfly
A fragile winged falcon
Fly away

This slow afternoon
That dies behind
A curtain of far high rain

My name is Li Tao Po
I’m writing this
Today Saturday, August 23, 2014

To my brother Edgar
Happy birthday
My friend

May this multiverse
Have enough time
For you and me

Happily fish
Tucunares
Some day again


VABM 

Aquatic world



Aquatic world

Passing through me
Clouds bring moisture
To this thirsty world

Rivers take it away
To the sea
-I really do hope so

Not a single drink
Can bring me
This thirsty Saturday morning

The sense of love
Like a round woman
I did know

Heavy with feelings
About cubs & dugouts
Hubs& sons

Her multiverse
Plagued with wormholes
Ending back in this world

And the hand of
A beloved boy
I’m the guilty author

But I’m like the Greek guy
Of the Odysseus movie
-I did see it three times

No matter where you going
O where you come from
At all

It’s just Curiosity
What matters the most
When sun goes up

Clouds are making round hats
Like H-Bombs
Above mountain tops

While I’m writing this
This thirsty Saturday
Far away from the known God

VABM Saturday, August 23, 2014


sábado, 2 de agosto de 2014

Rainy Saturday




Rainy Saturday

Farmers and children know
To do what the rain is good for
But I don’t know

I’m trapped by the rain
Alone in my house
Can’t go out to the side of my dame

Please milky sky
Take out your clouds
Out of the city to the farms

Because I’m too old now
To take a shower in the rain
To play games with water again

Because the rain over this town
Is so redundant
As it is over the ocean

And as wasted and useless
As this stupid “poem”
And a tear in the fields of war

Li Tao Po
VABM August 2, 2014

domingo, 27 de julio de 2014

500



500

Throwing my loaded dice
Searching for the little edelweiss
Everybody can intuit
Blooms in the rain wrapped misty hills
You can see far way outside
From the wounds the alleys plow through
The city’s people’s nests crowded hills

During Sundays mornings
Obscured by more than alcoholic hangovers
Talking with kids wearing for the first time
Their first gun of second hand
Eager to demonstrate they’re now men
That vain excess that endlessly repeats itself
Waiting for an undeserved miracle before death

To Edgar
VABM July 27, 2014

jueves, 24 de julio de 2014

What gathers buzzard’s clouds




What gathers buzzard’s clouds

What patiently waits
Wetly confident
Below a triangle of hair

What goes up from roots
Through trunks, branches and leaves

Comes down
As seeds disguised
As sweet fruits

Produces the impudently seductive
Fragrance of flowers

And the crunchy after death
Of dead leaves

While licking
Salt and minerals
From dirt

What lies below
The hollowness of valleys

What takes healthy girls
To hospitals

To give life
In a stormy planet
To storms loving childs

What you can find
When you are a strayed cat
During the night

Inside the alleys of cities
Not irremediably condemned
To nuclear obliteration

What’s really is inside clouds

What poor’s houses windows
Irradiate outside

What the rain makes to garbage

What girls bring to planet
Sportive Saturdays

What’s coming down from stars
Day and night

What’s dry inside
Blue sky
Behind clouds

What’s sweet
In the dark clouds
The human machinery
Eagerly exhales

What feels a child
With his first bike

What claims for another beer
That one you shouldn’t buy
If you were rational

What remains after oblivion
After the eternally decaying recalls

What bored antennae
Are trying to find
In the radio signals
Of other galaxies

But is rampant
In the realm of these animals
Colored like
The surface of the planet

I’ll be always hungry of it

What my love
Give to me
I’ll always try to fit


Li Tao Po

To Elia

VABM July 24, 2014


sábado, 19 de julio de 2014

Only my love



Only my love

Mountains still wearing
Their silly hat
It's understood

It's everywhere with my love


Across the stupid world
I can only hear
"Only my love"

Wo wo wo wo, wo wo wo wo

To Elia with my whole love
VABM Saturday, July 19, 2014





viernes, 18 de julio de 2014

The eye of stone



The eye of stone

Carved on stone
An eye still waits
For a forgotten god

Above clouds
The moon and the sun
Play games with the wind

Below
I’m walking again
The labyrinth

That is the garden
Of the temple
Of the sun god

Now it’s a tamed patch
But some blood stained stones
Still talk

Very few of us remain
Those who know
That jaguar is the pet of god

To Erwin Conte
VABM  7/18/2014


sábado, 12 de julio de 2014

To buy or not to buy




To buy
or not
to buy


It's a horrible world
If you don’t have
Money enough

To buy

A beautiful place
In it to have a nap
Every time you want



VABM 2014-07-12





sábado, 5 de julio de 2014

The tang




The tang

Life’s too short
Everybody says

But I’ve passed
Through war

Shy sunny days
And domestic horrors

And moments
Still passing

At light speed
Through you

To taste
And to describe


VABM July 5, 2014

viernes, 4 de julio de 2014

Electric dog



Electric dog

Sliding over the planet
The tires of my car
A beautiful machine itself
Take me to rest
At my house

My electric dog
Waves its tail
A full automatic
Web of things
Waits for me

Protected by
An electric fence
We shall ingest
The right amount of food
Our bodies need

To grow
To prosper
To be healthy
Attractive
And happily successful

It’s a kind of magic
But you won’t believe it
Until you can afford it
And see the miraculous
Bank notes

I know of a pill
That will induce me
Electric dreams
I do know
I’m another dog

But I’m the one
That survived
Another revolution
For the good
Of man and earth

To Coquito Bueno
In memoriam


VABM July 4, 2014