lunes, 23 de noviembre de 2015



A road and me with my self  
Someway I'll obtain
Something to eat and drink

The warrior poet and saint
Inside this body too tight
Will find a place to rest

Full of feelings and thoughts
To washout and waste
Hungry of love and pain again

An ominous cloud of buzzards
Slowly swirls above me
I carry only a sword and a pen

To Elia
Li Tao Po
VABM 20/Nov/2015

miércoles, 14 de octubre de 2015

Caribbean Skies

Caribbean Skies

Nothing so far from ice
Even if sometimes you can see
At noon the whitish of sea

The salt comes from the sweat
Of a drunken dark skinned
Happy dancing crowd

Nothing so close to heaven
The dullest seabird can tell you
Mountains ain't a good place to be

Where the sweetest sugarcane grows
Is where rum flows
Like a warm and sunny rain

Beneath the favorable omen
Of the Caribbean skies
Me deserves to be for a long while

Para Elia

VABM 12/oct/2015

domingo, 5 de julio de 2015

Because Time Flows

Because Time Flows

None pleasure, love or beauty
Lasts sufficient                                           
Not a glory, pain or endeavor
Is strong enough

Instant whitish hair because
The inhuman time erodes all

Moments will flow
With or without us
Together or alone

Above me birds are flying
Just for the sake of
As lovers make love

To Elia
VABM domingo, 05 de julio de 2015

Warren Keelan images of the sea

lunes, 8 de junio de 2015

Fifty floors above world

Fifty floors above world

I’ve been another Hun
Having dinner alone
In an hotel room

I’ve been another slave Jew
Carrying bricks
For another stupid pyramid

A warrior of the road
And also made a lot of
PowerPoint slides

Always by the side of
A very inhuman river
Abnormally old & strong

Working hard to obtain
The sensation of being
Fifty floors above world

Where the smell
Of the horses shit
Cannot reach

Above the busy streets
And of course for to live with
A Sarah´s grand  grand niece

To Elia
VABM June 8, 2015

martes, 26 de mayo de 2015

Very Far Away From the Sea

Very Far Away From the Sea

Far from the sea
From its immensely rich completeness
Very far away from it

An immature seed dreamed of streets
Of the joy of malls and parks
With orange juice in his veins

Celebrating loses and wins
In the war of sex
Innocent of any accusation of love

It was only after he saw the sea
After seeing something bigger than his solitude
That he knew his destiny of seed

Li Tao Po
Taken from:  My Travels

To: Elia
VABM Tuesday, May 26, 2015

domingo, 17 de mayo de 2015



Life is gone

Everything you think
Is wrong

Every word you write
Means nothing

& Will fade away
As you will

‘Cause you and me
Are just

Dead leaves

On the life river

But our energy
Is strong

We´re like coal
My friend

VABM May 16, 2015

jueves, 2 de abril de 2015

Tropical seeds

Tropical seeds

Zillions of sunrays
Lots of raindrops
Loads of leaves
Not as much flowers

Lesser fruits
Fewer seeds
To fly, swim and crawl
To reach the right place

To repeat
To reinvent themselves
That tranquil attempt

Li Tao Po
To Elia

VABM Thursday, April 02, 2015

sábado, 7 de marzo de 2015

Summer Charms

Summer Charms

For the summer to come
Isn´t enough thousand kites
Flowing slowly in the wind
Waving its long tails like fins

For the summer to come
You need to smile as you do
When the wind is playing
Magical dances with your hair

There is any necessity of sun at all
For the summer to come
You only need to charm the whole world
Saying I love you boy

To Elia
VABM March 7, 2015

sábado, 31 de enero de 2015

As a big ashtray

As a big ashtray

The wind was screaming
While sweeping obscure streets

Every one of us
Will be forgiven tomorrow
When the city start again
Its unfeeling engines

So he said
While using it
Without any sentiment
As a big ashtray

And the wind carried his words
Not so far away

Li Tao Po
VABM January 31, 2015