viernes, 17 de enero de 2014

Sun 5



Sun 5

Because this city is not a beehive
And no human knows really a single byte
Of what matters the most
That is: Purpose and destination

And the complete universe leaves us behind
At the speed of the light
Every single instant
But it still remains

Because very few know really
Where the money comes from
But the majority still
Adores the golden calf

It is valid to say
That we live in the sun 5.
Looking at the past
And its unfinished animals

I’m sure someday
A pretty beautiful beast
Will decree the sun 6
But I’m afraid of that time

I hope they too find the way
To live as we do
Busy as an ant
Under a single star

              VABM Wednesday, April 08, 2009



sábado, 11 de enero de 2014

999




999

Astonished and exultant as me
A single leaf
Pass floating in the stream

We the both are going to be
One with the sea
That one the whole world floats in

Li Tao Po
For Elia
VABM  Saturday, January 11, 2014



domingo, 29 de diciembre de 2013

Shining pebble



Shining pebble
In a mountain stream

Exultant like a crab
As musical as a leaf

Bouncing back the light
Of a relentless star


To Elia

Li Tao Po

VABM  Sunday, December 29, 2013

sábado, 28 de diciembre de 2013



And I left him laughing hard

And The Master asked:
Where you would like to be now?

And I said:
Here

With whom?
Only with you

And what you would like to make with me?
Just to be by your side

Are you hungry, thirsty, angry, or expecting something?
No I’m fine

How’s weather?
Superb

So you are happy?
Yes I am

So it is time for you to leave me now
Good by

VABM December 28, 2013



miércoles, 25 de diciembre de 2013

Theeee evolutionary history of my life



Theeee evolutionary history of my life

First came THE proteeeeeins
And then…

Viruses became reality
And then...

! It was... life!

So you came again
As always you do …

My beloved one

Saying again:
“Only when life´s good…”

In another gray day of my life

You THE love of mine
Became again…

!Mine!

One thousand years after
We first met in the front of…

Another river
Of my life

To Elia again

VABM Sunday, December 22, 2013


domingo, 1 de diciembre de 2013

You’re my mess




You’re my mess


All of the toilet paper is wet
My bathroom isn’t an ash tray  
Elia says:
You’re my mess

Now I’m on the way
To find us a dessert
The finest pineapple of world
My beloved one, deserves that

Somewhere in the internet
Somebody plays
Leonard Cohen’s “I’m your man”
I’m that one

Clumsy and shy atheistic wiccan
In my Facebook you can learn
Poor because free
Pre Taoist indeed


For Elia

VABM Sunday, December 01, 2013



domingo, 3 de noviembre de 2013

The Bougainville’s call



The Bougainville’s call

Some no breeze summer nights
I’ve heard the Bougainville’s call

Below moon and stars
Inside the nigh fragrance

They claim for more of it
And they want it !just now!


Para Elia
VABM Sunday, November 03, 2013


viernes, 4 de octubre de 2013

Blood stained stones






After all
We’re briefly here
Just to stain with blood
Some river banks stones
Water dissolves all
Even rocks
For Elia
Taken from Li Tao Po´sSpeech about rivers

VABM Friday, October 04, 2013

jueves, 19 de septiembre de 2013

Unformed seed





Unformed seed

Far from THE sea
By the side of…
Another busy street

An aborted seed
Is having a fantasy about…
Oceans of milk

But for those who think
Life is but a dream
Universe has a nasty disbelief…

Salty, milky and sweet
The sea can be.
And like time…

It also kills
With efficient, effective
And relentless skills



Caoba fruit (Swietenia macrophylla)
Parque los Caobos, Caracas, RB de Venezuela



VABM Thursday, September 19, 2013
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martes, 3 de septiembre de 2013

viernes, 26 de julio de 2013

Black dog



Black dog

Wandering alone
City streets

As I do

Please give me a clue
Because I’m hurt too


VABM Friday, July 26, 2013


martes, 14 de mayo de 2013

Five inches below world




Five inches below world



space's too deep
oceans, wells and rivers too
for me five inches is enough

if you could see me

happily drowned in a river of blood
trying to send the real me
to the other side of the river of time
you would agree with me



VABM May-13-2013






martes, 7 de mayo de 2013

Highway Pass




Highway Pass 



And under the yellow glow 
Of the coldest moon 
He had ever felt 

A continuos row of cars
Was fighting for their pass
Inside straight lines 
Of incandescent lights

So that's the way the world is
He thought. Big but small
For every kind of critter a home

For me living here is a torture
Everybody think the place they live
Is the center of the world

And above him airplanes
Were moving people and cargo
Across the air routes
Afterwards he would never forget




VABM Abril 7, 2013


Airport Parking Lot
By zharth


viernes, 12 de abril de 2013

The bamboo song




The  bamboo song

Not to be seen
But to be lived instead

Night rain of drops is made
Too fast they pass
But streams sing songs of love

Music of tunes is made
But to enjoy it
To the rhythm
You must abandon yourself

To hear the bamboo  song
You need to close your eyes
And open your heart
To the music of life

Li Tao Po/VABM 
25 March 2013

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sábado, 17 de noviembre de 2012

Lights


Lights

Bugs come and go
From and to darkness
Visible to me their erratic fly
Just for an instant

By the side of the bonfire
Is confortable and warm
And I'm trying to guess why:
Mating? feeding? playing?

Exploring a new star?
You know: "bugs love lights"
Even Goethe at his  deathbed
Asked for more of them

What a pitty
Sunlight is so disperse
After down I shall see
Of what skylarks feed


VABM 17/11/2012

miércoles, 7 de noviembre de 2012

To The Next One


To The Next One


One starless friday's night
I did realize that my life
is mainly made of too late arrivals
and of false starts

Oh God how plenty of supplies you are!

I'm just another excess
that overpopulates another pack of your pets
The kind of things you ussually throw along with dice
That clumsy animal always out of tune with time

I'm seeing a flock of skylarks
feeding from a stream of butterflies
I'm dreaming of the next animal
who will sail the currents of time

Iridiscent and silent their ships jumping stars
The tang of our meat they may dislike
while carrying in their brains
the quiet fatalism of a butterfly
that flies in a hurricane

VABM 11/NOV/12

viernes, 16 de marzo de 2012

Milk, water, sap & blood

Milk, water, sap & blood

Blood in the water
Salty & fresh blood
Blood tinted sunrises and sunsets

Blood in the air
Blood in the rain
Hurricanes of blood

Blood on fire & ice
Smoke of blod
Erupting volcanos of blood

Blood all over the earth
mine or from someone else.
In love, business & war

We're all in the bloody business of blood
Because every thing that lives
is the product of:

Convergent...
Streams...
Of blood

Murky & transparent
White, blue, green & red
Iridiscent BLOOD


To Erwin
a.k.a SS HMDLV

VABM 03-16-2012


lunes, 3 de octubre de 2011

The flick




The flick…

You don´t see
But feel
Inside the urban tissue
Craving streets

It is always prepared

DNAer of love
Some of its loses                    
Will make you mad
And some of its wins

The flick
You feel inside
Like a 10,000 watts bass

It is above all

Also flows inside you
And me
And every thing
It may like

It likes beds
And prefers white linen sheets
But will make its tasks
On bare grass

Ask masters
From Lao Tzu and above
Why you´re below?
And they will tell you bored:
Because you asked for more
Flickering time
VABM October 1, 2011