la hora de la noche

[Guerrion]

No sé si es la fecha,
el corazón o esta lata de cerveza
lo que dirige el negocio de mis musas.

Musa simple
que casi y no continua y así,
al menor impulso se entrega porque eres
el poema extenso, la prosa corta, la más cercana
preocupación lírica que aumenta mis alegrías.

Este poeta
nunca parece del todo dueño de algo,
al menos que esté bebiendo, de una melancolía y
la perfección de tus ojos sobre mis pasajeras musas.

A veces la poesía ocurre en el noroeste o al sur de mi vida.

Fidel Guerra. Oregon, Dec, 24, 2021.​

 

[Gustavo Cervantes]

Merry Christmas pelao.

 

[Guerrion]

Merry Christmas mondao..!

 

[Guerrion]

Gus,
sorry for my short response, but I was listening to Chente and perhaps it’s contributing to the impression that I don’t want to extend myself. What a fucking awesome voice Chente had, even at an old age, seemed to leave nothing for me to hope. I guess it is true, some people are born to sing, others to be poets, like you, pelao.! Yo, canto feo y escribo mal, but I'm a good listener and still, thanks God, have some effect on some morras.

Merry Christmas again, porque chingaos no.

 

[Gustavo Cervantes]

Gus,
sorry for my short response, but I was listening to Chente and perhaps it’s contributing to the impression that I don’t want to extend myself. What a fucking awesome voice Chente had, even at an old age, seemed to leave nothing for me to hope. I guess it is true, some people are born to sing, others to be poets, like you, pelao.! Yo, canto feo y escribo mal, but I'm a good listener and still, thanks God, have some effect on some morras.

Merry Christmas again, porque chingaos no.

Salud!! Por Chente... y por las morras... pero más por el rey de reyes...
can you imagine? If we could just go to the top and pour some brew instead of going to the liquor store...
Y el agua se convierte en vino ... Jeje.

 

[Guerrion]

Your response souds like...una observancia religiosa. Pero si, si el Rey hubiese sido Azteca, hubiera hecho llover y salvado muchos corazones...

 

[Gustavo Cervantes]

Thou... is Christmas.