jueves, 30 de diciembre de 2010

Wishing you, catch a butterfly, with signs

Wishing you, catch a butterfly, with signs

To try
To describe an instant:

To try
To catch a butterfly…

Just with signs

Wishing you the best, my friend
December 30, 2010

lunes, 27 de diciembre de 2010



Universe size & age
Its expansion
At least in my humble opinion
Is a: ¡Wow!


That everything moves and eventually will go
That everyone rocks or sucks on occasions
That the beauty and the ugliness
Are inside, behind the eyes

The life’s resilience and the easy of death
That the sum of all of the hate
Is less than the one of
All of the love

The life’s mesh
The individual isolation
The interspecies
Universal connectedness

Solitude & silence at mountains, deserts & sea
And at all of the places where one can read
The book of the God’s works written in first person
And intuit its gradual and periodical way of work

Some rivers, verses, eyes, sunsets, kisses,
Decorated stones, laughs & dawns
Some people I see trough lenses
Painted of desire and/or love

Some cyclical mistakes
Some painful poems
I always compose
Without any remorse                   

I’m almost sure
That a mad Greek
Poet & warrior
Priest of a forgotten religion

Already did write this
Two and a half thousand years ago.
Please include you

sábado, 18 de diciembre de 2010

THE Click

Eternity is easy:
You hear first the click
And the thunder of the storm
Will come

Nobody will ever surely know
But it’s a fact
You just need to see the sea:
Burbles are only temporary stuff

The prophets already said it:
Everything will return to where it came,
And everything came from
The chaos that is GOD

It is a must:
Everyone must have a look at a picture
Of the night
To see where they come from

You are a virus
As are all of us
By the way pal:
Machines finally won

Desperately slow
And not human’s
Are the ways
To that jude:
Now I understand you bro

Mother Zhon October 13, 1978
VABM 12/18/2010 7:49:55 PM

lunes, 6 de diciembre de 2010

Remolinos de tiempo

Hola a tod@s:
La primera versión de mi octavo libro llamado Remolinos de tiempo ya está en BookRix, se agradece crítica constructiva :-|

Favor ver:

domingo, 5 de diciembre de 2010

Go to the hills

Go to the hills

In his genetic code
He inherited this statement:
When in danger:
Escape to the hills

Evolution changed it as:
Every time you have the chance
Go to the hills
To see everything from above

And is working on this version:
Go to the hills 
To put everything
Where it belongs

VABM December 5, 2010

Dedicated to my brother Oscar Marino

miércoles, 1 de diciembre de 2010

The lighthouse

The lighthouse

Cutting the darkness
With its light knife
The lighthouse by night

But by day
It just waits.
I’m only a fish 
By its side

People, sea waves and sand
Even transoceanic ships,
Everything that periodically stay & go 
Across this earth, wind & sea realm

Merely ask for its verdict
But it only waits for the night
To light & light
And to write & write

To Edgar, mi brother.

VABM 2010-12-01

martes, 9 de noviembre de 2010

The juncture below

The juncture below

That day he needed to cross
You know

The pass below

That highway juncture point

Where even city lights

Don’t show

You know

Sin, vice & perdition

And guess what

He crossed it alone

And since that he realized

He’ll ever walk alone

VABM 2010-11-08

Sunday’s night stupor

Sunday’s night stupor

You can sense

Next week omen

Inside the whirlwinds

Rounding the garbage bins

You can even smell it

In the old newspapers

During this week’s

Ending moments

I’ll save you the work

Of digging inside the trash cans

Please continue enjoying

This funny Sunday’s night stupor:

Everything will remain normal

Unless earth shake

And if a big stone from sky

Don´t smash our plans

VABM Sunday, November 07, 2010 9:20:27 PM

domingo, 24 de octubre de 2010

The moon is inside of this

The moon is inside of this

Somehow the moon is inside of this
Or at least some of its reflected sun rays 
Photons bounced on it

Somehow I was a fish
And a myriad of life’s attempts
Before this

And every human being 
That has been
Could have said it

VABM October 24, 2010

The victory of nobody knows

The victory of nobody knows

I’m living in a town
Where people grow
In their gardens
Palm and mango trees

Side by side
Thinking about
The parrots comfort

I’m speaking a language
Where “to believe”
And “to create”
Sometimes is the same word
May God be with us!

I’m drinking rum
Above a home
Beside a mountain
Where THE ocean 
Is three mountains before 

But where
If you pay enough attention
To the signs and the smell on the air
You can have a presentiment of God

The town is called 
“The victory”
¿Of whose?
Nobody knows

I’m thinking about
How people can grow
60 feet mangoes trees
Merely to enjoy bird’s morning calls

I’m swimming inside
A blood & time stream
That hopefully will last
Until the next step of life’s fractals

I’m thinking 
That may be
That’s the victory
The town’s name 
Is due for

Because this people
Have a freedom’s joy
I’ve never found before

VABM October 22, 2010

jueves, 21 de octubre de 2010

The elliptical fractal of being

The elliptical fractal of being

Dark green fruit
Between greener leaves

Immature promise
Tell me please
Which of your seeds

Will reach
The other side
Of the next six months stream

And will repeat 
Another tread
Of the elliptical fractal of being

To my mom as a undying tribute
VABM October 21, 2010

Good love songs

Good love songs

Good love songs are just calls
Hurried but not frantic

Convincing arguments
Appealing to the reason

Veiled triggers
Of the beloved’s instincts

VABM October 20, 2010

lunes, 18 de octubre de 2010

About love songs

About love songs

No two legs dog
Will never know a thing
About love songs
Because they are the God’s gift
To coyotes and wolfs

Taken from the Annew’s book of the world
VABM October 17, 2010

Useless meetings

Useless meetings
Her frozen rivers
Yearly normality
Met my Caracas reality

During a last century’s
Starless October night

We -latex secluded-
Mixed some fluids
And –directly-
Interchanged promises

No minute, no action plan
Nothing remains of that useless meeting

Except for the pungent smell of womanliness
That sometimes invades my dreams

VABM October 17, 2010

miércoles, 13 de octubre de 2010

A two legs dog

A two legs dog

I am a dog
And I was a four legs one

I have spend my life
Building pyramids
And ziggurats before

I’m the thing
History is made of

I do know
That when heaven’s dogs finally come
They will give me a bone

VABM 13 October 2010



Que poca autoridad

Le acato al ilusorio orbe,

Al falso y flamígero rosa

De algunos ocasos

Y a mi cárcel de hambre, ambición y carne

Cuando mi ciencia de clepsidras,

Estrellas, líneas rectas y astros

Me da otro presagio

Otra alegría de víspera

Otra certeza

Que se diluirá con el tiempo

En el asombro de mi realidad

Construida con las verdades

Que los líderes del mundo

Han considerado necesario informarme

Y las leyes que Dios

Me ha dejado comprobar

Atónito y deslumbrado

De su diseño simple

Y casi humano

VABM 12 de octubre de 2010

miércoles, 22 de septiembre de 2010

P is for poet

P is for poet

On a sidewalk a dog eats chicken’s feet
So I write about mammal’s team spirit
Another thing the other living things
Must to worry about

It rains again 
Over the puddles of the previous rain
So I try to write about the excess
The redundancy and originality
Of every individual life

Well my friend 
Even if there are not P’s in my name
I’ll waste ink and paper
On every theme I would like
Because here we’re all: “Democratic”

VABM September 21, 2010

miércoles, 21 de julio de 2010

Whooooo’s the man

Whooooo’s the man

The password of love has been disclosed
¿Whooooo gonna use it? ¿To do what?

Tonight love will answer the phone
¿Whooooo gonna call? ¿Whooooo gonna get the tone?

Streets are calling
¿Whooooo gonna answer them? ¿May I call you back?

Death is patrolling city’s heights
¿Whooooo gonna jump? ¿ Whooooo gonna live inside?

Cells against cells, mucosa’s wet
¿Whooooo’s the man? ! Bloody eggs of life!

Sperm and eggs, life as usual
¿Whooooo’s the life? ¿ Whooooo’s the man?

Blood, like water, flows
¿Whooooo gonna navigate? ¿Whooooo’s the captain?

I’m afraid of you, my friend
¿Whooooo’s at the edge? ¿May I call you a breakdown?


VABM July 17, 2010

domingo, 4 de julio de 2010



To Vicky

Nations are cute decorations

That win and loose

In a green soccer field

And I agree

And frontiers

Are simple lines

To be drawn

In her homework

And I’m in accord

She believes all of history

All of its pain, sorrow and horror

Is insignificant compared

With a pet’s death

And I’m with her

She also believes

Candies and iced cream

Are the best yield

Of humanity’s sciences and arts

And that to me, is also fine

Love in her humble opinion

Isn’t matter of talk

Because she’s what’s called:

Joie de vivre

And I’m in love

VABM Sunday, July 04, 2010

jueves, 1 de julio de 2010

Greener than lettuce

Greener than lettuce

Compared with the sun
Ocean is like the vapor
From the mouth
On a little rock

We’re small 
As the mold
That makes green
Some rocks

But we can transmit 
Even greener funds
At light’s speed
To the place they belong

We’re also good
Refining uranium salts
Making plastic wood
And dreaming other worlds

So what’s wrong with us, boy?
I don´t see any fault
In being a little difficult
Because history is made of wars

Do you see my point, boy?
Wait for your chance at bat
Keep your eyes on the ball
Opportunity never calls you, twice

If you don’t win 
The biggest lottery price
That doesn’t mean
Lottery ain’t fair

System has its ways
You must not go against them
I’m afraid that poor people
They better surrender instead

So now you can see it all
With sharp exactitude, dude
We’re cooler than the coolest breeze
And greener than lettuce

VABM July 1, 2010