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Book Description: ISBN 0967671914
"Poetry Y Poesia: A Book of Poems Inspired by the Art of Verdadism"
features 34 poems by Victor Edgar Rivera, the writer/poet who specializes
in promoting the art of multicultural visual artists. The poetry in
this book has been inspired by the socially conscious Verdadism art
created by Soraida Martinez in 1992. The poet is also a former musician
and this is apparent in the lyrical quality of many of the poems. Some
of the poems included in this book are Puerto Rican Lullaby; Boricua
Beep, Boricua Bop, Boricua Bop Bop Bop Bop; Them Blues; Sin Miedo Puertorriqueno;
and, Third World. This is a first edition 8"x5" soft cover,
perfect bound 82-page poetry book, with every book hand-signed by Victor
Edgar Rivera; the price is $24.95.
Please click below to purchase this book; total cost
is $24.95, which includes free shipping within the continental United
States. For biographical information on Victor Edgar Rivera, Writer/Poet/Art
Dealer, please click here: http://www.multiculturalart.com/vic.htm
Special Offer: 20% discount with purchase of 2 or
more books; volume discount to schools, non-profit institutions and
socially conscious organizations; please call for more information:
609-828-0691.
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Excerpts from "Poetry Y Poesia: A Book of Poems Inspired by
the Art of Verdadism"
Them Blues
Them Blues came to me
and said real low
you're poor boy
but what's in your soul
you're so poor boy
but what's in your soul
and you can't top that
to fill the empty bowl
and you can't top that
to spread your bread with soul
Them Blues came to me
and slur speak slow
you look ill boy
but what's on your mind
you look ill boy
but what's on your mind
and you can't top that
to fill the empty bowl
and you can't top that
to spread your bread with soul
Them Blues came to me
and touch me ice cold
you're almost dead boy
but what's in your heart
you're almost dead boy
but what's in your heart
and you can't top that
to fill the empty bowl
and you can't top that
to spread your bread with soul
Copyright 1993 Victor Edgar Rivera, All Rights Reserved
The world is no place for poets, artists and piano players
The world is no place for poets, artists and piano players.
Dead children Grow
Destiny deeds Desire
Toxic waste Fills
Mind to Mine to Mind to Mine
The world is no place for poets, artists and piano players.
So go paint blue skies, rhyme right lines, sing songs in time.
Copyright 1994 Victor Edgar Rivera, All Rights Reserved
Boricua-Beep, Boricua-Beep, Boricua-Bop, Bop, Bop, Bop
With a Splish-Splash
I'm in your face
Dancing
Prancing
Evolving
With a Splish-Splash
I'm at your door
I'm not defensive
I'm not inspective
I'm con_tem_pla_tive
Cause with a Splish-Splash
I'm in my own attire
I burn my own fire
Boricua-Beep, Boricua-Beep, Boricua-Bop, Bop, Bop, Bop.
With a Thunder Thunder
I turn asunder
I'm Wonder Wonder
Funkier
Grander
louder, LOUDER, LOUDER
Don't Shush my Hah,
Crush my CaCaa
Stomp my Sayyyyy
Boricua-Beep, Boricua-Beep, Boricua-Bop, Bop, Bop, Bop
Copyright 2000 Victor Edgar Rivera, All Rights Reserved
For more information, please send email to ERiveraV@aol.com
