dreaming

Okay, so what the heck,
you only live once, and there's this
poem that seems to know something I don't.

The best-sounding voice
in the universe is going in one ear
and out the other, as I sit on the edge of the bed.

I pick up a pen in the hopes
that it will help me express my thoughts
and how I came to be here, but I can’t stop thinking
and smiling that everything was just a simple dream.

Fidel Guerra. Sep 10, 2022.

 

The act of inspiration usually occurs when you least expect it. That's why it has some kind of magic. The important thing is not to lose that impulse, take a pen and paper and write, my friend.
Keep writing and continue on this journey of words.
I like reading you in English, you know.
Have a beautiful "almost autumn" afternoon

 

Dear amiga,
even in my dreams, inspiration is unlike anything I've ever felt, and I'm usually shocked
to find a pen and paper when I wake up because the flavors of a pleasant dream tend to fade so quickly. Even so, when I read what I've written, I sometimes feel like it's not me.

I appreciate your attention to my poetry, and I thank you.
As you said, the very first mark is beautiful, indeed.! Well, I am almost done for today at my job.

Enjoy your evening.

Fidel Guerra.