a moment of bliss

The last small poem of the day
is winding up out here, a small poem
and someone will miss it, that’s for sure.

A moment of bliss opens, at times,
a box of inspirations, a bucket list
or a nest of wishes yet to be lived.

It’s a long shot, sure,
but better to have wishes
than none at all and mine is to sit
next to you and hear you sometime.

Half awake, half sleep
but completely happy
2 be done and gone...

Fidel Guerra. Oregon. Sept, 2021.

 

nice

 

Gus,
thank you so much for your continued support, but I have a very deep infatuation for your comments. Unfortunately, they end to soon...

Fidel.

 

si verdad?

Deberia ser mas sensitivo.. creo que ando un poco apagado...
cosas de la edad.

 

No worries Gus, I'm aging as well but try to keep busy at work, grabbing some beers, food and some nenas, when possible....also, listening to music and enjoying myself in the mystical land of poetry with my humble repertoire of ideas.

Os digo que soy un ser sensible, with some strange desires and certain powers that feel like...like
an interesting relationship that's going nowhere but just to bed. Oh sweetness, wild things happen
when we age. Anyway dude, I got to sleep I have a long day and plenty of fresh of energy is required..

take care,

Fidel.