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

VABM

http://victor-bueno.blogspot.com/

http://vbueno.wordpress.com/

December 30, 2010

¡Wows!

¡Wows!

Universe size & age

Its expansion

At least in my humble opinion

Is a: ¡Wow!

And…

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

The ones I’ve forgot

To Elizabeth Conte

http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1013577995

http://elizabeth-lasvocesdelsilencio.blogspot.com

VABM 27 December 2010
http://victor-bueno.blogspot.com/2010/12/wows.html

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

Of YOU KNOW

To that jude:

Now I understand you bro

Mother Zhon October 13, 1978

VABM 12/18/2010 7:49:55 PM

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:

http://www.bookrix.com/-vbueno

http://www.bookrix.com/_title-en-victor-a-bueno-m-remolinos-de-tiempo

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

The lighthouse

The lighthouse

Cutting the darkness

With its light knife

The lighthouse by night

Is THE LIGHT

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

http://vbueno.wordpress.com/2010/12/01/casa-de-luces/