HALLOWEEN AGAIN...

After the rain, my grandson and I
walk holding hands among the pumpkins
pointing at this one and that one..
He runs up and down the patch, his eyes sparkling,
filled with joy..
Memories of choosing pumpkins long time ago,
with his mom at his age, come back to me....
Halloween Again...
In the Autumn afternoon I feel the air brisk,
the aroma of wet earth,
while he chooses one and insists on carrying it himself...
Holding his treasure, we walk, he smiles at me, with rosy cheeks,

and tells me how we will carve it and place a candle inside
Halloween Again....
Time for costumes and candy, red apples and dry corn
As we drive away, he tells me,
this is the best pumpkin ever, grandma!

Copyright © 2010

Sonia Paz Baronvine

WITH MY SISTERS

The summer morning is perfect

arriving from near and far

sisters of all ages, fill the Mission Plaza

with colors and laughter....

Sisters hugging and smiling

setting up their booths and sharing their art.

The sound of the drums in the air

the smell of coffee and chocolate buns,

young girls running around with

colorful painted faces

and volunteers in bright yellow shirts

like sunflowers

helping everyone..

Day with Creative Women

music, art, poetry, fun

and sisterhood

I sit under the ancient eucaliptus trees

and listen to the Mission bells ring,

a bride like a fairy in white walks on the lawn

and we smile to each other

both happy, both surrounded with joy

I look around and see my sisters

laughing, sharing, dancing,

all is well, all is peace.

Sonia Paz Baronvine

REMEMBERING GIOVANNI

Today your tired body is finally resting
and your soul is free at last
to soar the firmament
and glide over that sea
you loved so much....

All of us are silent
lost for words
sad to have lost you
missing you already....

Remembering you
your tender voice
and that smile
we will never forget...

Sweet Giovanni
my old friend
of summer days
filled with joy
sunsets among friends
nights filled with music
under the stars.....

We were so young
and had so many plans
life brought you fame
and you shone like a star
you were a light
in the dark to many......

A good husband
a good dad
yours was a happy family
magic was all around....

We will remember you
and your life
we will continue your work
and your dreams....

Your spirit now is along angels
and someday
my sweet brother
among the clouds
we will meet again.....

Sonia Paz Baron-Vine
Copyright 2009

FABIOLA

FABIOLA
Dedicated to Human Rights Activist
Fabiola Letelier del Solar



When the dark clouds of tyranny fell all around you
when the evil hands silenced your brave brother
when innocent men and women disappeared in the night
and nobody knew where they were taken
when it was easy to look the other way and be safe
you stood up alone against injustice,
your voice spoke of truth and liberty

Looking at the face of the assassins you stood strong
and you were the voice of the missing ones,
those who were voiceless, lost in the fog of terror,
you never forgot them, you made their memories
your crusade.

Brave Fabiola, an example to women everywhere
a mother, a lawyer, a freedom fighter, a feminist
brave woman, solidarity is your motto,
The tortured ones, the political prisoners, the forgotten ones
you fought for their liberty and dignity, you alone
gave years of struggle and dedication..

I admire you, I salute you.


Copyright © 2009

Sonia Paz Baronvine

GOODBYE JULIN

Yesterday I learned you are gone

that your colorful house is dark now

that I will never see your smile again

you took the sunset trail

following the first night's star...

Can you hear me from far away

if I stand under the stars and

call your name?

Can you recognizme now that

I am old?

Only memories of those summers

remain, when we laughed and sang

sitting by the sea.

Goodbye Julin my sweet friend

I will go visit you soon

I'll seat on lover's beach

and I will caress the sand

where you now sleep...

Copyright © 2008

Sonia Paz Baronvine

SISTERHOOD

We arrive from near and far

smiling, hugging and laughing

happy to see each other

Every year under the sycamores

by the creek we meet

bringing our creations

sharing our art

Creative women we all are

our hands magical tools

our voices sweet melodies

our words pure poetry

A day with creative women

our banner announces

and the young girls

walk among our art

with bright eyes

filled with wonder

And the old sisters

visit us with tenderness

happy to see our unity

blessing us with smiles

Welcome sisters

old and new

here we meet again

to show our art,

to make new friends

to sing along

the ancient

song of sisterhood

Copyright © 2008

Sonia Paz Baronvine

"YOU HAVE ARRIVED"

On an April day

on a Spring day

High on the snowed mountains

of South Lake Tahoe

near Emerald Bay

you arrived...

My grandson

wanted and waited for

your big blue eyes

search for the light

and your little hands

clasp grandma's pinky

Little sweet boy

you arrived in a day

when the birds

were arriving home

after a long trip

across the planet

As they sang happily

on the branches

safe in their blue lake

so you are safe in the

arms of your grandma

Copyright © 2008

Sonia Paz Baronvine