Excuse me,
I’m a tiger
says my youngest son
crossing the kitchen.
He knows enough
to crouch low
and settles down
safely sitting behind
the breakfast table.
I flip the pancakes
as the bubbles pop
silently through the
hot batter sprinkled
with cinnamon that
fills the morning air.
Excuse me,
once again,
says the tiger,
but as you know
if you keep turning
your back to me
I will have to attack
because that’s
what tigers do.
I crack eggs
into a black skillet
and warn my son
that it’s dangerous
to fool around
when there are hot
things on the stove
and besides tigers
are afraid of fire.
He reminds me
that we have an
electric range that
makes heat but no
fire and besides
he wouldn’t have
to attack if breakfast
had been ready earlier.
Copyright © henry toromoreno, 2009. All rights reserved.
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June 29, 2009 by htwilson
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June 26, 2009 by htwilson
In one day two icons are gone
I tell my son – the king of pop
and the queen of the pinup.
We stop for gas and I talk
to a lady filling up and
almost make her cry by reminding
her of song titles and
the single sequined glove.
I give her my copy of a “Best of” CD
I have in my car and tell her to play
#5 on her way home.
I promise her it will become her favorite
song from when he was really little
and beat James Brown at being James Brown –
before the moonwalk or the fun house mirrors –
when his voice was full of the same
fear and hunger that we all feel
in being little and wanting desperately
to understand love.
As we drive away my son asks me why I spoke
to a stranger and why I’d give her my disc.
I tell him I can get a copy later, but that the lady
really needed to hear a good thing from her past
and that I’d show him my Farrah poster later.
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June 22, 2009 by htwilson
I helped my sons
a few weeks ago
make a card with
flowers cut from
colorful construction
paper and peppered
with pictures of
them being cute
as babies can be.
Today is supposed
to be my day
and I expect to
be doing many
more things to
show them how to
be good boys and
maybe great men.
There is no sunshine
again but the rain
has taken a break
when we go out
my boys and me
and start blowing
bubbles that last a
mighty long time.
We laugh when
they burst and marvel
at how big some get.
The little one likes
the dancing colors
on the skins,
the older one loves
splitting them in half.
A few bubbles dare
to land on the evergreens
that border our
house and stay long
enough for us to take
pictures that will
make great Christmas
cards this year.
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June 17, 2009 by htwilson
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June 10, 2009 by htwilson
Inspired (and frustrated) by van Gogh’s Cafe Terrace on the place du forum, Arles at night. Acrylic on paper. Copyright © henry toromoreno, 2009. All rights reserved.
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the news is used
to shape the views
of those who try
to stay in tune
by turning to
their favorite
stations
for their bits
of information
every shot and word
that’s spewed
is glue renewed
for building nations.
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Guest artist Gabriel Toromoreno’s, Blu Boy …. acrylic on paper.
Copyright © gabriel toromoreno, 2009. All rights reserved.
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at the parade
of angels held at
an undisclosed location
deep inside
a bunker far from hell
and heaven every
winged creation that had
manifested itself in dream
or imagination arrived
to testify before the court
of lords on the
state of our affairs
here on earth
and as each word
spilled from their
mouths like water
covering fields extending
to the horizons
in every known direction
the hunger that the
stories told of our
desires to understand
the plans of those
who organized the
whole event from
every point and line
that was attended to
had broken down
and drowned us in
such confusion that
there was very little
hope the secret
meeting place would
remain the same and
undetected too much longer.
Copyright © henry toromoreno, 2009. All rights reserved.
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