Jose Armando Guzman Poems

I'm waiting for the moon to shine
bright in the horizon.
Maybe I should get on the hound
or take the train somewhere past
...

All I could hear was the voice
that has long since haunted me.
'Tucson to Cuidad Juarez now
boarding'.
...

There has been an itching inside of my head
going on for a while now,
I have tried to ignore it,
and just push it down into the void.
...

I can still feel the air of that March evening.
My hands still shake whenever I recall
that somber little reunion.
I had not expected to see you anytime soon.
...

Four walls of adobe.

Those four walls were
painted a light green
...

Her smile spoke to me.
The shine of her essence spoke to me.
It was the way she held her book
as she read that sent a shiver
...

These adobe walls hold
all of yesterday inside.
It is all just dust and
empty tears.
...

I can still recall the cold air as it breezes
by those memories held inside
for so many years.
I wonder if the ground appreciates
...