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for Gabriel, who is fourteen

.

Wrestling with you, nowadays,

both in spirit and in form,

reminds me how much you’ve grown.

When I brace myself,

my arms around you,

trying to hold you,

I can feel you breaking free.

I don’t know how much is me,

getting older and what is you,

growing stronger;

but it makes me think of Jacob

and the angel, in the end,

wishing the night could

be just an hour longer.

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angelgabriel

 

8.5″ x 11″ mixed media collage, recycled magazine paper, tracing paper

13 years ago, my son Gabriel was born … 12/26/99 … he just became a teenager and even though I am completely an atheist, I can’t escape my Catholic roots … thus a made myself a totem I will turn to when I need advice … notice I made his mouth WIDE open … so I can hear what he’s saying.

Copyright © henry toromoreno, 2012. All rights reserved.

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es lo que es

las noticias de la vida

todo cambia pero

quedan las heridas

y yo que fui

tan perdido por aquí

me encontraré

la paz sin ser

cometido ha mentiras

.

(musical interlude … lots of horns)

.

Y es lo que es

la vida por noticias

nada cambia pero

quedan injusticias

y yo que fui

educado por aquí

me encontraré

razon sin ser

cometido ha malicias

.

 (repeat music … end with horns and cymbals)

 .

* dijo el angel caído 

Copyright © henry toromoreno, 2011. All rights reserved.

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Tonight, when the angels

come for me, I will fool them

into staying longer than expected.

I will give them wine

and tell them that it’s water

steal their wings when

their halos are misdirected.

It’s the only way

to get a good thing

from any angels sent to save you.

Because they know

nothing but the light

they think they live in,

angels don’t understand

what it means to

need forgiveness.

Copyright © henry toromoreno, 2010. All rights reserved.

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dn_angels

I imagine this is what the creation workshop must have looked like.

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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 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

could remain the same and

undetected too much longer.

Copyright © henry toromoreno, 2009. All rights reserved.

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from revelation

© 2007 henry toromoreno

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