{"id":29,"date":"2026-07-18T12:27:15","date_gmt":"2026-07-18T10:27:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/nuestrosescritores.com\/ivan-martin-yanez\/?page_id=29"},"modified":"2026-07-18T12:27:15","modified_gmt":"2026-07-18T10:27:15","slug":"poesias","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/nuestrosescritores.com\/ivan-martin-yanez\/poesias\/","title":{"rendered":"POES\u00cdAS"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"wpb-content-wrapper\" id=\"wpb-content-root\">[vc_row full_width=&#8221;stretch_row_content_no_spaces&#8221;][vc_column extend=&#8221;false&#8221;]<div class='gambit_parallax_row' data-bg-align='' data-direction='fixed' data-opacity='100' data-velocity='-0.3' data-mobile-enabled='' data-bg-height='1152' data-bg-width='896' data-bg-image='https:\/\/nuestrosescritores.com\/ivan-martin-yanez\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/256\/2026\/07\/Firefly-1_resultado.webp' data-bg-repeat='false' data-id='' style='display: none'><\/div><div class=\"gambit_fullheight_row\" data-content-location=\"center\" style=\"display: none\"><\/div>[\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]\n[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column extend=&#8221;false&#8221;][vc_column_text css=&#8221;.vc_custom_1771091385880{padding: 5% !important;}&#8221;]\n<h1><strong>SIN SERVIR<\/strong><\/h1>\n<p>No hay nada que le pueda agradecer,<\/p>\n<p>a la maldita medicaci\u00f3n.<\/p>\n<p>Mis ideas aparecen aturrulladas.<\/p>\n<p>Me he convertido en un simpl\u00f3n.<\/p>\n<p>No hay nada que pueda agradecerle,<\/p>\n<p>he perdido mi superpoder.<\/p>\n<p>Ya no dialogo con los muertos,<\/p>\n<p>ya no les susurro tomando caf\u00e9.<\/p>\n<p>No hay nada que pueda agradecerle,<\/p>\n<p>ni siquiera un instante de placer.<\/p>\n<p>Mi pueblo contin\u00faa con sus quehaceres,<\/p>\n<p>he olvidado lo que era poseer.<\/p>\n<p>No hay nada que le pueda agradecer,<\/p>\n<p>soy \u00e1spero y un sin servir.<\/p>\n<p>Las voces ya no me martirizan<\/p>\n<p>y sin ellas prefiero morir.<\/p>\n<span class='bctt-click-to-tweet'><span class='bctt-ctt-text'><a href='https:\/\/x.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fnuestrosescritores.com%2Fivan-martin-yanez%2Fpoesias%2F&#038;text=SIN%20SERVIR%20del%20libro%20Desde%20el%20T%C3%A1rtaro%20de%20Iv%C3%A1n%20Mart%C3%ADn%20Y%C3%A1%C3%B1ez&#038;via=poesiaerestu&#038;related=poesiaerestu' target='_blank'rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">SIN SERVIR del libro Desde el T\u00e1rtaro de Iv\u00e1n Mart\u00edn Y\u00e1\u00f1ez <\/a><\/span><a href='https:\/\/x.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fnuestrosescritores.com%2Fivan-martin-yanez%2Fpoesias%2F&#038;text=SIN%20SERVIR%20del%20libro%20Desde%20el%20T%C3%A1rtaro%20de%20Iv%C3%A1n%20Mart%C3%ADn%20Y%C3%A1%C3%B1ez&#038;via=poesiaerestu&#038;related=poesiaerestu' target='_blank' class='bctt-ctt-btn'rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Compartir en X<\/a><\/span>[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]\n[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row full_width=&#8221;stretch_row_content_no_spaces&#8221;][vc_column extend=&#8221;false&#8221;]<div class='gambit_parallax_row' data-bg-align='' data-direction='fixed' data-opacity='100' data-velocity='-0.3' data-mobile-enabled='' data-bg-height='624' data-bg-width='416' data-bg-image='https:\/\/nuestrosescritores.com\/ivan-martin-yanez\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/256\/2026\/07\/portada_04_cofre_herrumbre_resultado.webp' data-bg-repeat='false' data-id='' style='display: none'><\/div><div class=\"gambit_fullheight_row\" data-content-location=\"center\" style=\"display: none\"><\/div>[\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]\n[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column extend=&#8221;false&#8221;][vc_column_text css=&#8221;.vc_custom_1771091385880{padding: 5% !important;}&#8221;]\n<h1><strong>HORMIG\u00d3N CRUDO<\/strong><\/h1>\n<p>No hay poros en esta piel de cemento,<\/p>\n<p>solo una superficie de aristas vivas<\/p>\n<p>que devoran la luz del mediod\u00eda.<\/p>\n<p>Hormig\u00f3n crudo,<\/p>\n<p>vertido sobre los sue\u00f1os de ayer,<\/p>\n<p>fraguando una realidad sin ventanas<\/p>\n<p>donde el eco rebota contra el vac\u00edo.<\/p>\n<p>La presi\u00f3n del encofrado no pregunta.<\/p>\n<p>Las vigas de la columna se oxidan,<\/p>\n<p>mientras el tiempo, esa mezcla densa,<\/p>\n<p>se endurece hasta asfixiar el grito.<\/p>\n<p>No busques fisuras.<\/p>\n<p>En el T\u00e1rtaro, la solidez es la \u00fanica ley.<\/p>\n<p>Y yo, una grieta que intenta ser verso.<\/p>\n<span class='bctt-click-to-tweet'><span class='bctt-ctt-text'><a href='https:\/\/x.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fnuestrosescritores.com%2Fivan-martin-yanez%2Fpoesias%2F&#038;text=HORMIG%C3%93N%20CRUDO%20del%20libro%20Desde%20el%20T%C3%A1rtaro%20de%20Iv%C3%A1n%20Mart%C3%ADn%20Y%C3%A1%C3%B1ez&#038;via=poesiaerestu&#038;related=poesiaerestu' target='_blank'rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">HORMIG\u00d3N CRUDO del libro Desde el T\u00e1rtaro de Iv\u00e1n Mart\u00edn Y\u00e1\u00f1ez <\/a><\/span><a href='https:\/\/x.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fnuestrosescritores.com%2Fivan-martin-yanez%2Fpoesias%2F&#038;text=HORMIG%C3%93N%20CRUDO%20del%20libro%20Desde%20el%20T%C3%A1rtaro%20de%20Iv%C3%A1n%20Mart%C3%ADn%20Y%C3%A1%C3%B1ez&#038;via=poesiaerestu&#038;related=poesiaerestu' target='_blank' class='bctt-ctt-btn'rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Compartir en X<\/a><\/span>[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]\n[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row full_width=&#8221;stretch_row_content_no_spaces&#8221;][vc_column extend=&#8221;false&#8221;]<div class='gambit_parallax_row' data-bg-align='' data-direction='fixed' data-opacity='100' data-velocity='-0.3' data-mobile-enabled='' data-bg-height='1264' data-bg-width='848' data-bg-image='https:\/\/nuestrosescritores.com\/ivan-martin-yanez\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/256\/2026\/07\/63875ac5-662e-4007-99c5-04511215c967_resultado.webp' data-bg-repeat='false' data-id='' style='display: none'><\/div><div class=\"gambit_fullheight_row\" data-content-location=\"center\" style=\"display: none\"><\/div>[\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]\n[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column extend=&#8221;false&#8221;][vc_column_text css=&#8221;.vc_custom_1771091385880{padding: 5% !important;}&#8221;]\n<h1><strong>LA METAMORFOSIS<\/strong><\/h1>\n<p>Soy larva que se ignora en el sustrato,<\/p>\n<p>un quiste en el tejido del tiempo ciego,<\/p>\n<p>esperando la necrosis del miedo<\/p>\n<p>para brotar en una forma nueva, informe.<\/p>\n<p>No es seda lo que me envuelve en este rinc\u00f3n,<\/p>\n<p>es una gasa impregnada de yodo y olvido,<\/p>\n<p>un vendaje que oculta la mutaci\u00f3n qu\u00edmica<\/p>\n<p>de quien se sabe, al fin, insecto de asfalto.<\/p>\n<p>Saldr\u00e9 de aqu\u00ed con alas de ceniza vibrante,<\/p>\n<p>una efigie pat\u00e9tica que boquea en el vac\u00edo,<\/p>\n<p>dispuesto a chocar contra la luz artificial<\/p>\n<p>de los que a\u00fan creen, ingenuos, en la cordura.<\/p>\n<span class='bctt-click-to-tweet'><span class='bctt-ctt-text'><a href='https:\/\/x.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fnuestrosescritores.com%2Fivan-martin-yanez%2Fpoesias%2F&#038;text=LA%20METAMORFOSIS%20del%20libro%20Desde%20el%20T%C3%A1rtaro%20de%20Iv%C3%A1n%20Mart%C3%ADn%20Y%C3%A1%C3%B1ez&#038;via=poesiaerestu&#038;related=poesiaerestu' target='_blank'rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">LA METAMORFOSIS del libro Desde el T\u00e1rtaro de Iv\u00e1n Mart\u00edn Y\u00e1\u00f1ez <\/a><\/span><a href='https:\/\/x.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fnuestrosescritores.com%2Fivan-martin-yanez%2Fpoesias%2F&#038;text=LA%20METAMORFOSIS%20del%20libro%20Desde%20el%20T%C3%A1rtaro%20de%20Iv%C3%A1n%20Mart%C3%ADn%20Y%C3%A1%C3%B1ez&#038;via=poesiaerestu&#038;related=poesiaerestu' target='_blank' class='bctt-ctt-btn'rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Compartir en 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ROM\u00c1NTICA<\/strong><\/h1>\n<p>\u00bfQu\u00e9 unidad somos?, \u00bfqui\u00e9n eres?<\/p>\n<p>\u00bfEl alcaloide, el residuo, la mofa?<\/p>\n<p>\u00bfUna anatom\u00eda ramplona?<\/p>\n<p>\u00bfUn ensamblaje de despojos?<\/p>\n<p>Ignorante Entidad:<\/p>\n<p>calcifica la penumbra<\/p>\n<p>desafiando al dogma cl\u00ednico,<\/p>\n<p>viviendo sin cables.<\/p>\n<p>Fuga perpetua<\/p>\n<p>en transici\u00f3n pasajera.<\/p>\n<p>Algoritmo arr\u00edtmico,<\/p>\n<p>entrop\u00eda sin tregua.<\/p>\n<p>Impacto ciego del azar.<\/p>\n<p>Realidad roedora,<\/p>\n<p>neurosis redentora.<\/p>\n<p>\u00bfQu\u00e9 somos&#8230; qui\u00e9n eres?<\/p>\n<span class='bctt-click-to-tweet'><span class='bctt-ctt-text'><a href='https:\/\/x.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fnuestrosescritores.com%2Fivan-martin-yanez%2Fpoesias%2F&#038;text=DISCORDANCIA%20ROM%C3%81NTICA%20del%20libro%20Desde%20el%20T%C3%A1rtaro%20de%20Iv%C3%A1n%20Mart%C3%ADn%20Y%C3%A1%C3%B1ez&#038;via=poesiaerestu&#038;related=poesiaerestu' target='_blank'rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">DISCORDANCIA ROM\u00c1NTICA del libro Desde el T\u00e1rtaro de Iv\u00e1n Mart\u00edn Y\u00e1\u00f1ez <\/a><\/span><a href='https:\/\/x.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fnuestrosescritores.com%2Fivan-martin-yanez%2Fpoesias%2F&#038;text=DISCORDANCIA%20ROM%C3%81NTICA%20del%20libro%20Desde%20el%20T%C3%A1rtaro%20de%20Iv%C3%A1n%20Mart%C3%ADn%20Y%C3%A1%C3%B1ez&#038;via=poesiaerestu&#038;related=poesiaerestu' target='_blank' class='bctt-ctt-btn'rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Compartir en X<\/a><\/span>[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]\n[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row full_width=&#8221;stretch_row_content_no_spaces&#8221;][vc_column extend=&#8221;false&#8221;]<div class='gambit_parallax_row' data-bg-align='' data-direction='fixed' data-opacity='100' data-velocity='-0.3' data-mobile-enabled='' data-bg-height='768' data-bg-width='512' data-bg-image='https:\/\/nuestrosescritores.com\/ivan-martin-yanez\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/256\/2026\/07\/3fdd3219-fb55-45d9-ab30-255f1792967d_resultado.webp' data-bg-repeat='false' data-id='' style='display: none'><\/div><div class=\"gambit_fullheight_row\" data-content-location=\"center\" style=\"display: none\"><\/div>[\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]\n[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column extend=&#8221;false&#8221;][vc_column_text css=&#8221;.vc_custom_1771091385880{padding: 5% !important;}&#8221;]\n<h1><strong>RIENDO<\/strong><\/h1>\n<p>Las nubes me dominan,<\/p>\n<p>qu\u00e9 lejos queda el sol,<\/p>\n<p>el cielo se derrite<\/p>\n<p>quemando mi dolor.<\/p>\n<p>\u00bfD\u00f3nde queda el camino<\/p>\n<p>de regreso a la ra\u00edz?<\/p>\n<p>\u00bfD\u00f3nde queda la salida?<\/p>\n<p>Que me quiero ir.<\/p>\n<p>Ni\u00f1os que se esconden,<\/p>\n<p>los busco, \u00bfno los ves?<\/p>\n<p>Escapo de este mundo,<\/p>\n<p>cuento hasta diez.<\/p>\n<p>Me sucede<\/p>\n<p>cuando nada me lleva a ganar.<\/p>\n<p>Qu\u00e9 sucede<\/p>\n<p>cuando siento cerca mi final.<\/p>\n<p>Huyo, persigo<\/p>\n<p>y al final me tiendo<\/p>\n<p>sobre un manto de nubes grises.<\/p>\n<p>Sigo corriendo<\/p>\n<p>y al final me tiendo<\/p>\n<p>en los brazos del mar riendo.<\/p>\n<p>(riendo): como loco que se lleva el tiempo<\/p>\n<p>(riendo): riendo de todo<\/p>\n<p>(riendo): como alma que esquiva al diablo<\/p>\n<p>(riendo)&#8230;<\/p>\n<span class='bctt-click-to-tweet'><span class='bctt-ctt-text'><a href='https:\/\/x.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fnuestrosescritores.com%2Fivan-martin-yanez%2Fpoesias%2F&#038;text=RIENDO%20del%20libro%20Desde%20el%20T%C3%A1rtaro%20de%20Iv%C3%A1n%20Mart%C3%ADn%20Y%C3%A1%C3%B1ez&#038;via=poesiaerestu&#038;related=poesiaerestu' target='_blank'rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">RIENDO del libro Desde el T\u00e1rtaro de Iv\u00e1n Mart\u00edn Y\u00e1\u00f1ez <\/a><\/span><a 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none\"><\/div>[vc_column_text]\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a class=\"fasc-button fasc-size-xlarge fasc-type-glossy fasc-rounded-medium\" style=\"background-color: #33809e; color: #ffffff;\" href=\"https:\/\/gepa.es\/producto\/desde-el-tartaro-ivan-martin-yanez\/\">Comprar el libro<\/a><\/p>\n[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row]\n<\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[vc_row full_width=&#8221;stretch_row_content_no_spaces&#8221;][vc_column extend=&#8221;false&#8221;][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] [\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column extend=&#8221;false&#8221;][vc_column_text css=&#8221;.vc_custom_1771091385880{padding: 5% !important;}&#8221;] SIN SERVIR No hay nada que le pueda agradecer, a la maldita medicaci\u00f3n. Mis ideas aparecen aturrulladas. Me he convertido en un simpl\u00f3n. No hay nada que pueda agradecerle, he perdido mi superpoder. Ya no dialogo con los muertos, ya no les susurro tomando caf\u00e9. 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