on the page
where i am god
i breath life
into the bodies
of the words
as they appear
i give them form
against the
emptiness
around them
and promise them space
without the invasion
of capitalization
or the oppression of punctuation
i ask them to gather
in ways that pay honor
to that which came before
and warn them against
the sins of plagiarism
and the vices of being cliché
and i threaten [...]
Posts Tagged ‘american writing’
covenant
Posted in american, angels, latino, new, poetry, writing, tagged american writing, blogging poetry, ode to poetry, poem, poetry, poetry about writing, writing about writing on February 3, 2009 | 3 Comments »
the words escape me
Posted in american, culture, latino, new, poetry, writing, tagged american writing, father and son, father-son poetry, Latino american, latino poetry, poem, poetry, relationship poetry on December 24, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
today the words
are not cooperating
it is like they are reverting
to their feral state
in my mind
they bite at their leashes
gnaw off their limbs
until they have chewed themselves free
of my memories
and run off into the darkness to hide
and wait in ambush until
i go hunting for them again
it has been like this lately
i have been pulling out old
photographs as evidence [...]
Why Oscar lives in Omaha
Posted in american, latino, new, poetry, writing, tagged american writing, father and son, father-son poetry, latino poetry, Nebraska, Nebraska law, new poetry, parent-child, parenting poetry, poems, poetry, Safe Haven Law, troubled children, troubled teens on November 14, 2008 | 1 Comment »
No one in the state house intended this
and Oscar had never heard of Nebraska
before he was heading there with his father
who seemed to talk
the whole way
about how he had tried
to make Oscar understand
how awful his own childhood had been
repeating how he had left everything behind
to come to New York
to make money
but [...]
the paper ring
Posted in american, latino, new, poetry, writing, tagged american, american writing, henry toromoreno, poems about the self, poetry, spanglish, teacher poetry, writing on September 1, 2008 | 2 Comments »
© 2008 henry toromoreno
betrayal
Posted in american, new, poetry, writing, tagged poetry, teacher poetry, american writing, love poetry, henry toromoreno, protest poetry on August 25, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
those who do not
love the word
can never know her spell.
they call her name
but in their games
they feign to do her well.
© 2008 henry toromoreno
by now
Posted in american, new, poetry, writing, tagged american writing, children's poetry, inspirational, miracles, poems, poetry, teacher poems on August 7, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
by now I know
that you’ve been told
you’re much too smart or much too old
to believe in things
like miracles.
i know.
i know.
such things are rare
and hard to hold
those childish things
that seemed so wonderful.
© 2008 henry toromoreno
the volunteers
Posted in american, miscellaneous, new, poetry, writing, tagged 9/11, american writing, henry toromoreno, poetry, September 11 poetry, volunteers on August 5, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
written Sept. 12, 2001
watching first
in disbelief and then in horror
and then again
in helpless disbelief
they scrambled to their feet
remembering their faith and fingernails
went running for their hardhats
and baseball caps
leaving behind their credit cards
and writing their names and social security numbers
on their arms and other body parts
those who were too far to [...]
Overcome the Xenophobes
Posted in american, latino, new, poetry, writing, tagged american writing, latino poetry, offensive, poetry, political poetry, racial poetry, rhyming poetry, slur poetry on July 24, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The notion of a nation ceases to be,
when the stories you’re telling don’t include me.
Or when the stories we all know we learned in our schools,
turn out to be half-truth written for fools.
We can’t have a union, we can’t have a nation,
we can’t have a country, founded on falsification
Of treaties and [...]
evidence
Posted in american, new, poetry, writing, tagged american writing, henry toromoreno, poems, poetry, teacher poetry, writing on July 9, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
There is no proof of you
before you were conceived.
Yet here you are now,
for the time, just being.
And when you’re gone again,
what will you leave behind?
What evidence will we have
of how you used your time?
© 2008 henry toromoreno
So, I was wrong
Posted in american, new, poetry, writing, tagged poetry, poems, american writing, henry toromoreno, war poetry, apology poetry, protest poetry on June 28, 2008 | 4 Comments »
an apology to our soldiers
I was so wrong
But I was so scared
I was hit so hard
I guess I didn’t care
And I believed
that better men knew best
how things should run
and I succumbed to what came next
flags and songs
and guns for sons
right and wrong was lost
among the hunger to get
something done
in those moments I felt strong
we all [...]
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