It begins shortly after I serve my two boys
a plate of white cookies and some chocolate milk,
while I’m dipping my burnt whole wheat crackers
(the English call Melba toast and sell to us suckers)
into chick peas I could have squashed myself,
(but purchased as hummus instead)
when the questions appear about opposites,
but quickly become infected with laughter
(in between chewing [...]
Posts Tagged ‘family poetry’
Ending a conversation about opposites
Posted in american, new, poetry, writing, tagged family poetry, father and son, father-son poetry, funny poems, humor, love poetry, poems, poetry, poetry about family on October 2, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Unmasking the heroes
Posted in american, culture, new, poetry, strange, writing, tagged family poetry, life poetry, love poetry, poetry, relationship poetry, talking, truth poem on August 14, 2009 | 5 Comments »
Talking about numbers
and feelings as villains
and the hatred that
we have for the way
our responsibilities
have coiled around our
ankles and wrists; cut into
our necks and stopped
our breaths from shouting
for help. But it sounds
like anger directed
at each other and we
are left more alone than
ever. I speak another
language at this moment.
You are from a distant
world; a different
place where there [...]
Robot inventory in the middle of serious writing
Posted in american, culture, latino, new, poetry, writing, tagged family poetry, father and son, father-son poetry, life poetry, poem, poems, poetry, poetry about family, poetry about writing, relationship poetry, writing about writing on July 20, 2009 | 4 Comments »
In comes Alexander,
5, uninvited to my
office where I write
and where he’s
supposed to knock
instead of storming in
like his namesake would.
“Want to hear about
my robots”, he asks
spilling a half dozen
mini sculptures made
of multi-colored legos.
Not right now, I said
and firmer than it sounds
on paper.
But he goes on
explaining that the
first one with wheels
is a rover meant
to explore [...]
Tiger logic
Posted in poetry, writing, tagged poetry, children's poetry, father-son poetry, life poetry, poem, family poetry, poems about children on July 5, 2009 | 4 Comments »
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 [...]
After Father’s Day
Posted in culture, latino, new, poetry, writing, tagged children's poetry, father and son, poetry about the self, father's day poetry, father-son poetry, family poetry, poetry about family on June 22, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
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 [...]
For those that come tomorrow
Posted in american, culture, poetry, writing, tagged family poetry, haverhill, haverhill history, history poem, peace poem, poem, poetry, political poetry, student teacher poems, V.I.P on May 10, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Copyright © henry toromoreno, 2009. All rights reserved.
This poem was written for the May 9th community event in Haverhill, MA. I want to thank Haverhill V.I.P. for inviting me to their 3rd annual march for a safer, more positive Haverhill. It was a wonderful show of solidarity and an example of self empowerment.
Cancion
Posted in american, latino, poetry, writing, tagged abuelita Olga, alzheimer's, dealing with alzheimer's, family poetry, grandmother, life poetry, love poem, mi abuela, poem, poetry about family, poetry about grandmother, writing on April 22, 2009 | 9 Comments »
para mi abuelita Olga, que en paz descanze
She’s standing in the room alone
surrounded by possessions that own
her name,
and she’s wondering aloud
what the rain felt like
a hundred years ago
and a thousand loves away.
When it takes her by surprise;
a memory of being young
and drowning in the laughter
of a game.
And it’s [...]
Yard work
Posted in american, new, poetry, writing, tagged family poetry, father and son, father-son poetry, job poems, poem, poetry, work poem on April 18, 2009 | 4 Comments »
Half an hour now
I have been promising
to join my sons in
building a fort in the corner
of the yard.
This is Gabriel’s last summer
before he turns ten
and the fort is mostly
his idea, and he is
the most committed.
Alex, half his brother’s age,
is the “go-fer”
and when he has
no clear command
directs his attention
to fighting everything
he imagines is [...]
Call him Luis
Posted in american, latino, poetry, writing, tagged addiction, alcoholism, cousin poetry, family poetry, poem, poetry, poetry about alcoholics, poetry about the self, relationship poetry on February 21, 2009 | 1 Comment »
for my cousin
In between sips
he envisions vague outlines
of crescent moon asses
melting into butter brown hips
curving and dipping
into the darkness
he seeks drinking malt liquor
and lighting a fire
he keeps his cigarette burning
while swallowing his dirty
desires and living as lonely
as every delusion he
takes home on the weekends
to quiet [...]
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