My Grandmother Would Rock Quietly and Hum (Leonard Adame)

in her house
she would rock quietly and hum
until her swelled hands
calmed

in summer she wore thick stockings
sweater
and gray braids

(when el cheque came
we went to Payless
and I laughed greedily
when given a quarter)

mornings,
sunlight barely lit
the kitchen
and where there were shadows
it was not cold
she quietly rolled
flour tortillas --
the papa
cracking in hot lard
would wake me

she had lost her teeth
and when we ate
she had bread
soaked in café



always her eyes were clear
and she could see
as I cannot yet see --
through her eyes
she gave me herself

she would sit
and talk
of her girlhood --
of things strange to me:
Mexico
epidemics
relatives shot
her father’s hopes
of this country --
how they sank
with cement dust to his insides

now
when I go
to the old house in her house
she would rock quietly and hum
until her swelled hands
calmed

in summer she wore thick stockings
sweater
and gray braids

(when el cheque came
we went to Payless
and I laughed greedily
when given a quarter)

mornings,
sunlight barely lit
the kitchen
and where there were shadows
it was not cold
she quietly rolled
flour tortillas --
the papa
cracking in hot lard
would wake me

she had lost her teeth
and when we ate
she had bread
soaked in café



always her eyes were clear
and she could see
as I cannot yet see --
through her eyes
she gave me herself

she would sit
and talk
of her girlhood --
of things strange to me:
Mexico
epidemics
relatives shot
her father’s hopes
of this country --
how they sank
with cement dust to his insides

now
when I go
to the old house
the worn spots by the stove
echo of her shuffling
and
Mexico
still hangs in her
fading
calendar pictures

the worn spots by the stove
echo of her shuffling
and
Mexico
still hangs in her
fading
calendar pictures

My Grandmother Would Rock Quietly and Hum (Reflection)

Focuses on a grandmother who love’s everything when it comes to her family, his grandson loves to talk about the happy memories, when her grandmother shows it. base on the information that I search, a grandmother is the reason why we are here because of the love and that love is our parents either the mother of our father or the mother of our father we already knew that it is our grandmother, that we also know they care for us and gives comfort to us, in my own experience I always remember how my grandmother show us her thoughtfulness that every minute that I always with her, she makes me laugh, she always embrace me, and she can cook the way that there’s a different style but at the same time have a great taste that my parents can’t do, she always give me a good advice about life and proper communication or conversation with other people.

A Pillow with a Blanket in my Life (My grandmother would rock quietly and hum)

A powder that gives comfort
in sweating under the sun a
pillow with a blanket in my life
that is my mom,

In the middle of the day
always dress like a brightest flower
with a gorgeous stem and
beautiful root

That in the game of life I play my part
then she always guided the ground
for me and a golden fried food that
makes my mood bright like
a happy child

When the road is clean as clear there’s
always be a race with other racers
in neighbors

When the dark is out, a coffee
in my mothers desk that every
night I want it to drink with her

Inside the quiet house when my
cabinet is start to open there’s
always be a noisy voice because
of the toys that makes joy,

My mother talks about how
can I organize my things in
a proper way and in a proper
stand of life,

After my lunch I always felt like
it is the middle of the night
that when my mother said
that I need to nap for a while
beside her,
Realize now how important
the flowers in my life
the bee’s always
want the gorgeous
and beautiful
flowers that a person
have a sweetest flowers
in their life

Her eyes that always
with you
her hand that gives you comfort
and a face that you’ll
never forget

Four Haiku (Matsuo Basho)

Spring:
A hill without a name
Veiled in morning mist.

The beginning of autumn:
Sea and emerald paddy
Both the same green.

The winds of autumn
Blow: yet still green
The chestnut husks.

A flash of lightning:
Into the gloom
Goes the heron's cry

Four Haiku (Reflection)

In these poem is focusing in the natural phenomena and daily observations, the places that are common to us, that everyday we can see the different things that the environment can create. Like our house, everyday we lived here, we slip here but we don’t observe the things that can give more important to our life. The nature that explain the beautiful things in our environment, a place that express the happiness through beautiful things that cause by the nature and gives you the idea of preciousness in mind, when you have a questions in your mind, when you see the gorgeousness of the nature, you can easily know the answer to that questions, It emphasizes the places that we saw everyday on our life.

Room Clash (Four Haiku)

Big grey clouds
looks like having
a heavy rain


Sunset with a
bright pearl in the
bottom of the sea


The reflection of a
happy a tree but
lonely beneath the root


A big soft green
grass with a cold wind
and smelly fresh flowers

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