no. 430

Wheels almost touching—

We got down low and mashed gears…

While you were sleeping.

~ Guillermo Delgado

no. 430, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 430, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 429

As the wind picks up,

The scent of spring rain arrives,

Should I stay or go?

~ Guillermo Delgado

no. 429, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 429, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

 

haiku no. 371

Slicing through March winds—

transporting bounty of fruit,

this steel horse can go!

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 371, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 371, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 341

February ends—

fixie rider keeps balance;

I long for the road.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 341, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 341, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 169

Weekend warriors:

folks with energy to spare—

no laborers here.

~Guillermo Delgado

haiku no. 167

Race against the clock—

the crossing guard waves us through;

red leaves are falling.

~Guillermo Delgado

haiku no. 163

Overcast morning;

whirly wind blows past my ears—

September secrets.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 163, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

no. 163, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

haiku no. 104

I bike in the heat—

pedal strokes trigger flashbacks—

the road is melting.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 104, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

no. 104, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

 

haiku no. 86

Hot summer bike ride—

the black iron ghost whistles—

big bugs follow me.

~Guillermo Delgado

haiku no. 82

Symphony of birds—

I bike and pull two children:

my precious cargo.

~Guillermo Delgado
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