Victor Alberto Bueno Marichal

Milk, water, sap & blood

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Fri, 16 Mar 2012 13:56:00 +0000

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

The flick

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Mon, 03 Oct 2011 20:17:00 +0000

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

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A new thing

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Thu, 29 Sep 2011 22:07:00 +0000

A new thing

Mother Earth please…

Cast new dice

Open to me the door of…

The horizon wall

Very far from…

The horrible thing

My parents have lived.

Their gassy guts

And their average routine

To a new thing…

That isn’t new at all

But hasn’t been yet discovered

Inside the tamed doom

Of this concrete streets

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Gaseous Light

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Thu, 29 Sep 2011 17:16:00 +0000

Gaseous Light

Clouds are interfering

Absorbing & scattering

Sunlight waves

Casting its shadows below

Where a buzzards cloud

Like feathered whirl

Rounds itself inside

A warmer & ascending

Burble of air

I’ve been overflown today

By a buzzards cloud

What my bard inside will chant?

News are always the same

Guess I’ll try tor write about

Sunlight photons bounced back

To Diana Matisz

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A quarter passed moon

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Tue, 20 Sep 2011 15:19:00 +0000

A quarter passed moon

Moon

Less than a half moon

Floating above all

Please tell me more

About she, world & un/love

Because

I do need another poem

To post it in my blogspot

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Hydro-Gen

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Mon, 19 Sep 2011 22:20:00 +0000

Hydro-Gen

I’m seeing the smoke

It is supposed

To contain souls

None hope I support

The whole planet

Is made of stars’ ash

But

Such a small quantity of water

Is enough to sustain souls

And

I’m thinking of you

I’m thinking I love you

I’m thinking I do know

The stupid truth from above

And that it is all about

Organic ash

Fire & Ice

And stars ex/implosions

Really

You could trace life

To water

Even to hydrogen

If you were patient enough

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A quiet storm

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Sat, 03 Sep 2011 02:35:00 +0000

A quiet storm

Rays flashed the storm
Light unfroze darkness
Night concealed world

It was me? Or did you?
Who will be concerned?
Passion never showed

Sea waves shocked rock
Just sand, just sea foam
Merely fearful attempts

Just insane precaution
And wary moderation
Made in our time to love

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About broken hearts

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Fri, 19 Aug 2011 02:34:00 +0000

About broken hearts

Some birds aren’t for the cage

Some days are made just to fill

The calendar before dates

With ugly and gray unease

Some cats would eat you

Some people would kill you

Just to reaffirm their point of view

In matters you have never though of

Some butterflies can broke your heart

Some places you must never go

If you want to keep your body and soul

Working together in the way you know

Nature as people is real

They don’t need you

Much of them were here before you

Majority will stay after you leave

So please boy give some theories

The same authority deserves bullshit

Never offer some people the other cheek

Because it also will be hit

Be gradual and cautious

Always leave a margin for error

Never sign blank checks

Neither lend without interests

And when truly love shows its face

You will be able to easily detect it

Because the one in love with you

Will be more worried than you

Then is time to give theories a chance

Or for to take advantage

Do it dirty quick

Opportunity never repeats

VABM August 18, 2011

Sardines in olive oil

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Wed, 17 Aug 2011 22:12:00 +0000

Sardines in olive oil

If there is a God

I mean it

It must be pilchard’s aware

Mother just opened

A tin can

Full of sea memories

Sardines in olive oil

You can read

At its very front

I am a cat

Next time we talk

Keep it in mind

I do know

What I am

Do you know what you are?

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Even God’s eyes die

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Tue, 16 Aug 2011 04:52:00 +0000

Even God’s eyes die

THE Lord (Jahwahral)

The God’s eyes

During much of his time

Was quickly finishing his pass

Those pale yellow patches

In the green dark of the mountain flank:

The local name?

The decease; its tea, is the cure for?

Heard the boy, remembering his teacher´s own words:

Curiosity: That walking cane

That makes possible to live

So many horrible lives

Just for a moment doubt crossed trough

His master’s eyes

His one and only disciple and grandnephew

Also his master’s sense of smell

This IS an emergency

A REAL one

PLEASE!!

Allow us the pass

The siren of the ambulance

Like an icebreaker

Cleared the pass through the city noise

To his silent cry

Bush vulgaris

No-name brush

Routine:

The name of the decease

Somewhere far yet from hospital

Paramedical make the sign

And driver knew the emergency

Was now unreal

Untying his mask said:

Don’t cry boy

Earth discards skin cells everywhere, every time

Look at the soil when searching for THE real life

Boy, we’re so ephemeral

That even angels die

At the morgue

Said a nice man

Was his departure planned, or an irresponsible one?

Every year from his office someone still calls

To arrange for his master’s remains

A nice site in a beautiful park

Since that day

That boy has searched in the bush

Missing his granduncle aid

The cure for solitude

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Amen

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Sat, 16 Jul 2011 03:25:00 +0000

Amen

Moon is trapped

Behind

Electric wires

Because the one

In charge
Everywhere of everything

Is dreaming

Drunk like a trunk

Below the tree of life

Another universe

Where you & me

Will ever sing

La chanson

El canto
The song of God

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Waiting for the sun to come

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Wed, 06 Jul 2011 21:28:00 +0000

Waiting for the sun to come

Seated on the sand

Few hours ago

I saw the sinking of the sun

Behind one horizon

Now I’m waiting

In the same sand

For the same sun to come

From another horizon

How simple it is:

Planets and stars

Accumulates nights and days

Changing everything

I’m stuck and drunk

In the same old sand

Surrounded by horizons

Waiting for the sun to come

Trying to find the differences

Between the me of yesterday

And the one of this dawn

And haven’t found none

Maybe changes are too small

To be noticed

I think I need another bottle

And to offer to the sun another round

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Ash of Stars

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Thu, 30 Jun 2011 19:11:00 +0000

Ash of Stars

Some people say

HE likes human hearts
Others that HE can produce
Leprosy, drought, love and light

Even there are ones who say
That HE’s as dead
As a dead cat in a trash can
Maybe all of them are right

I can only say
That I.M.H.O.
HE’s the only one
Who makes ash of stars

Fragment from “Dialogues with myself” by Fra Serafino di Imola

Translation to English by Victor A. Bueno M.

From the Greek to Latin translation by Erwin Conte Corvera

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Also moon will pass

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Tue, 21 Jun 2011 19:34:00 +0000

Also moon will pass

Above clouds

Below stars

Behind palms

Moon shines

I’m inside

Your heart

You’re inside mine

We´re two of a class

No matters

What the world

Decide to pass

We’ve made our task

Tomorrow’s sea waves

Will reflect

The echo

Of our lives

Pretty small

Quite insignificant

For palms, moon

Sea and stars

But for us

And our Childs

Plenty of significant

And beautiful instants

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To share

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Tue, 21 Jun 2011 11:14:00 +0000

To share

Sunrises and sunsets

Beach pebbles

Even a single fish scale

Are as shareable as bread

The salty sea lick

And to swim in a fresh breeze

As a tree leaf

Are also as shareable as bed

But I’m afraid

I’ve never found

The right people to share

Those things with them

Maybe I didn´t see them

Because I was very busy

Trying to catch

The biggest fish

Trying to sleep

In the better bed

And to embrace

The whole universe

With the signs, letters and graphs

Inside my texts:

My short stories

And “poems”

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Spheres made of spheres

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Tue, 31 May 2011 12:15:00 +0000

Spheres made of spheres

On a rain pond

Rain drops make

Perfectly round

Circular waves

Slow motion photons

From a red neon sign

Bounce on them

Saying: DANCE

While red, yellow and green

Semaphore lights

Roll people and cars

Like streams

My limit this night

Is the same of…

My credit card.

Because I need to write that:

From the quarks and below

Until the great hyper-sphere

That contain us

Everything

In this labyrinth

That includes us

Galaxy clusters

Our pets and human loves

Pond waves and raindrops

Even atoms

Are just:

Spheres made of spheres

To Erwin Conte Corvera as a compensation

VABM May 31, 2011

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Sterile attempts

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Mon, 23 May 2011 23:02:00 +0000

Sterile attempts

Empty nest
Dead & Felled
Another failed attempt

! Oh surprise!
The birds used cables:
Twisted pairs

A no hatchlings nest
That remembers me
An almost forgotten attempt

Just one more of
The many lives
I’ve lived until today

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One mountain after or before

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Mon, 23 May 2011 00:21:00 +0000

One mountain after or before

Almost rain
None fish
Still green stream

Emerald the leaf
The moss
And the quill

One mountain before sea
Some people believe
This land is the home for

A lot of unheard calls
For the justice
Of forgotten gods

But those who know
The truth of the facts
Everyday do their hard work

Because they know
This green stream flows from
The first mountain after sea

And is long and hazardous
The journey
To the dark green jungle

Where a jade jaguar head
Marks the time
On a ancient stone

Marked with the sign of the sun
The sign nobody sees twice
Equally :-)

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noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Tue, 26 Apr 2011 03:27:00 +0000

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About void and porosity

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Tue, 19 Apr 2011 22:00:00 +0000

About void and porosity

Everything is almost void

Full of space

Inside it

Believe me pal

Above:

Just spheres decaying

In elliptical spirals

Into fire balls

Below:

Me and the rest of creatures

Of this oceanic pond

Of this planetary

Vapor of the mouth

Feeling the earth attraction

And the moon’s pull

Stressing mountains and seas

Everything

Underneath:

Inside even us

There are just particles

Rounding nucleus

“That has almost all of the mass”

Waves of gravity

Silently pass

Across everything

Even all of us

For humans are the questions:

Like the appropriate temperature

Of the light wind

And the difference between

A mirage and a sand storm

The answers belong

To the human´s God:

The right scales & dimensions

And the difference between

Right and wrong

Moon: So close, so far

Sun: So distant, so hot

God: So vaporous, so porous

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About entropy and life

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Mon, 11 Apr 2011 23:20:00 +0000

About entropy and life

Trees grow & fall

Seasons recap

Rivers pass

Clouds rain back

Stars im/explode

Light dims & decays

Goodbye and adios

Exist for good reasons

Those who have died

Will never come back

We call it: individuals’ entropy

Another process of life

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The repeating sign

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Sun, 10 Apr 2011 23:33:00 +0000

The repeating sign

The flower of a common tree
During spring
Until earlier boreal summertime
Repeats some of the infinite possible steps
Of the fractal of the repeating sign

Also a crystal
And a parasite
f some sea mammals
Also commonly found
Below the bottom of boats

It isn´t a cross
People of the new religion
Use it to show comrades
Their faith or better said:

Their lack off

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The new sacred book

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Sun, 10 Apr 2011 17:59:00 +0000

The new sacred book

Inside & across 
The busy streets
Into the labyrinth of corridors
Keen on this uniform unreality

There is a smoke
With an almost imperceptible odor of
A new religion
Without immortals

With new sacred ones:

The ones who comment or add
More articles 
To the new sacred book

That is always updated
To our latest 
Experiments confirmed
Perception of reality                                                                  

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Generations

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Sat, 09 Apr 2011 17:33:00 +0000

Generations

Across the fibers
Through the cables
Of the www

At the speed of light
Is propagating
A new religion

That disbelieves resurrection
But with a perennial celebration
And with an endless love for love

In it
Life after life is
What we add

And stays
At least
Two generations more

To our son’s genetic code
Or to any art, science,
Sport or occupation

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Sand grains

noreply@blogger.com (Victor A. Bueno M.) — Fri, 01 Apr 2011 21:25:00 +0000

Sand grains

Some people says
We’re just
A common kind
Of virus
That swims
A vapor of the mouth
Above the smallest
Sand grain
Of the desert

I’m not in accord
While sand storms
Blow through
The Milky Way

Because I think
I’m a virus
But of the kind that writes
Poems & computer viruses
And maybe some day
Real viruses & real life

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