Monday, June 1, 2020

PATRICIA MAGDALENA SOTO VIEYRA



PATRICIA MAGDALENA SOTO VIEYRA

Bustle And Sun

The loneliness of the streets
sneaks under the doors,
in escalation of silence
wich aims to seal the lips.

Try to invade the corners
when people sleep,
with pillow of concern.

Ignore that they will wake up
with full freedom in the hands,
and a new will
in oak hearts.

They let the moments
pass with quiet waiting,
for the days will soon come
of bustle and sun without truce.
PATY SOTO VIEYRA
APRIL 2020
SJR. QUERÉTARO. MÉXICO.








At Home

Stay at home,
while the thick fog flees
that threatens the daily routine.

Remain calm,
with patient hours
until the cloud is gone.

Love little things,
and you dressed your soul with grace
with aroma of simplicity.

Let your smile flow,
with the roses of your essence
wrapped in white peace.

That the sound of universe,
lull the sheets of your life
gently brushing your cheeks.
PATY SOTO VIEYRA
APRIL 2020,
SJR. QUERÉTARO. MÉXICO.










Illusions

I will water the garden
with drops of my soul,
in the early rain
of mi pink illusions.

I will wait for the breeze
to awaken my senses,
and the whisper of the water
on my serene face.

I will look for the notes
of music and fire,
and the peace of my smile
at the bottom of my pocket.
PATY SOTO VIEYRA
APRIL 2020
SJR. QUERÉTARO. MÉXICO.








The Life

The life waits
an opportunity,
to run freely
through the empty streets.

Does not understand
abandonment from parks and schools,
just pretend to feel
the life that throbs
while waiting at home.

They are heard from a distance
the steps spent,
from past life
and the frenzy of activities,
waiting for a new turn
to embrace relentlessly
in a symphony of brotherhood.
PATY SOTO VIEYRA.
APRIL 2020.
SJR. QUERÉTARO. MÉXICO.

PATRICIA MAGDALENA SOTO VIEYRA

PATRICIA MAGDALENA SOTO VIEYRA: She was born in Zitácuaro, Michoacán in September 1965 and has lived in San Juan del Río, Querétaro, México since she was a child. She studied in private schools and at eighteen years she married with Oscar Sánchez at his twenty-two years, with whom she had two sons, Oscar Manuel and Miguel Alejandro. From merchant parents she did the same with her husband, for health reasons she stopped working and devoted herself to studying Literature and writing Poetry, who have accompanied her since she was little but hid her writings until she decided to make them known. Before learning to read, her father made her memorize a poetry that was his hymn “To my son by Rudyard Kipling” and at unexpected moments during the workday he asked her to declaim his poetry, she was happy and had her own particular scene when saying to her father the poetry that united them deeply. Also at that tender age she had two dreams: to have a boyfriend and to be a mom. Her father was he who brought books home and grew up watching his parents and brothers read, remembering endless afternoons of books and stories with his sisters and cousins. At five years old, she liked to review pencils on the letters that she still did not understand but they found it fascinating as an inexplicable puzzle, when she learned to read, she entered a magical world that allowed her to understand and write those previously mysterious signs. She feels in love with children´s stories and a children´s encyclopedia that her dad bought. As a teenager she became fond of the chivalrous novel and romance stories. Her favorite youth books were William Shakespeare´s Romeo and Juliet which she read several times and Oscar Wilde´s The Ghost of Canterville. She writes to love in all it´s facets inspired by her great loves, her husband, children and parents. She also navigates on social issues and tries to give a voice to women victims of violence, migrants in general and affected by natural events. She wrote a book dedicated to her husband and their three years of courtship titled “Echoes of a Romance”. She has participated in different national and international events, in presentations, readings and poetic gatherings, invited to radio programs in her country and abroad. She signs his writings as PATY SOTO VIEYRA.


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