Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Healing

mellifluous, her voice in song
still pleasure the ears
to which she gave birth

her picture sits quietly
on her private alter
our two souls sit
dangling legs on the mantle

how salivating and wonderful
my stomach recalls
her homemade tortillas,
arose con pollo

soulfully come together
on my birthday ironically
on the numeric same day
of her passing

this coincidence brings
our two souls closer
where life and death
is joined by love









6 comments:

  1. At times, I still feel that my grandmother is with me, especially when I write. It sounds like you have that kind of connection with your mother. What a lovely tribute to her.

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  2. Such a beautiful poem to your Mother! I'm sorry for your loss and hope the writing helps with the healing process.

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  3. "where life and death is joined by love" - beautiful, nene. I know how much you love your Mamasita. (she does,too!)

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  4. What a beautiful tribute and a wonderful way to feel connected to your mother.

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  5. Beautiful and that last line so very touching and a wonderful way to view the world

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  6. Gracias to all of you for visiting and leaving some kindness

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