• What is poetry?

    Love, a creative flowing process, you. How can I be poetry as love? This insight becomes a truth by asking deeply the question: Who am I? If you ask this question seriously, then there will be a point when there is no answer. You will reach a moment where language fails because the experience overwhelms. In this silence, a luminous love dwells within. So, my poetics attempts to touch that which is silent. The ineffable exists in the verge of language. Poetics, as a form of philosophy, transgresses the limits of thought in order to elucidate the profound liberty concealed in our everyday.

  • What is this site about?

    This is a poetic journey that experiments with philosophical questions to convey truth, wholeness, and luminous~full~expansive~creative love, an unfolded agape. How do I do this? I place a context to the poems through short stories, exploring concepts overtly, or even playing with the acoustic and visual elements. My style has been developing for over more than 15 years. I have no strict rules. For example: If a poem does follow a poetic form, then a category will confirm this. If you notice a continual use of abstracts, then rest assured that it is done with a purpose.

  • Why this site?

    We seek for happiness and peace, but only find a broken mirror of ourselves. We need to change, so one must being with oneself. As a result, I am sharing this work with you to provoke critical thinking that leads to insights about your true self. Poetry does not impose ideas over your belief system. Rather, poetry allows you to develop your own vision in its fullness. Challenge the “authority” that has left you unfulfilled! If you don’t, then we will never be free from the tradition of suffering. Find your own answers, and sail toward freedom!

  • Starry Mind
  • Falling in Winter

Recent Poems

  • Toward Liberation

    Senseless and hurt, the path has shown us that we cannot keep turning our sight away from the boundaries we have set for the sake of security. These limits have been imposed by those who want to contain us within their ways. The solution I propose is to find out by ourselves who we truly [...]

  • Popsicle Prickles

    There was a group of people who sought to control everyone. The act of control gave them the illusion of security, but why? They did not understand who they were. In order to compensate that inner void, they created goals. The oldest man of the group was about to die. Death was the only threat [...]

  • Intensity and Immensity

    I had thought I no option, but to conform myself to that which surrounded others’ expectations. I thought that apathetic zombies were the only terrorists in a world confronted with fear, but I was wrong. If we had dared to realize that it was us who created those rules in order to constrain those who [...]

  • Mask of Willing

    In a retirement center, lives a grand Madame who tries to convince everyone that one can act within goodness through the use of reason which is the key to freedom. I do not believe her, but she charms everyone her convincing speech because it seems all of us posses a certain degree of elaborate judgment. [...]

  • Luz Poética
  • Brilla tanto
  • Luz del universo

Poemas Recientes

  • Olas de mi despertar

    Sobre la montaña reposa una rosa, el viento la azota, pero la dulzura la mantiene firme en las rocas que la tocan. ¿Por qué forzar nuestro punto de vista cuando el que en la verdad habita no tiene nada que temer y menos que convencer? Camino sinuoso, océano a la espera, rugen los templos que [...]

  • Canto sobre llanto

    Nuestra alma se desborda por ver los sucesos de violencia y censura que hoy tocan dí­a a dí­a en México, Chile, Venezuela, Libia, Siria y el resto del mundo. Les recuerdo que sobre todo en estos momentos de sufrimiento extremo es cuando hay que redoblar nuestro esfuerzo de amor. Dicen algunos que la solución es [...]

  • Flores de plástico

    Al ejemplo del Pelón y su legado, que criaron ideológicamente al Muertero que fue sepultado por su legado: Dos ratas de closet en un desierto, otros dos hermanos cuyo tormento siempre será la verdad. - ¡Corre… rata! Si te alcanzan es porque no necesitan correr para sobrepasar a tu corrupción. Dormido sobre la acera de [...]

  • Paciencia caminante

    Hemos sido educados sólo en el pasado, pero ¿acaso alguien te ha contado sobre la educación creativa? ¿No? ¡Presta atención! La educación del pasado es la que nos ata a la idea del capitalismo o socialismo, pero la educación creativa es aquella que se ilumina como un sol en el momento presente y se transmite [...]

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