haiku no. 283

Eve of the New Year—

friends gather and play word games;

chili-filled tummies.

~Guillermo Delgado

haiku no. 282

Sound of ice cracking;

sunbeams shoot from behind trees,

just the two of us.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 282, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

no. 282, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

haiku no. 281

One lone passerby—

wind nips the tips of my face…

recapping the year.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 281, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

no. 281, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

haiku no. 280

Coast of Chicago—

brown waters crash and tumble:

Silver Spray shipwreck.

~Guillermo Delgado

haiku no. 279

The train’s wailing horns—

muffled by the winter sky…

first cup of coffee.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 279, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

no. 279, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

haiku no. 278

Late December winds—

whistle melancholy songs;

two birds side-by-side.

~Guillermo Delgado

haiku no. 277

Proof that he was here:

the cookie crumbs on the plate—

a dusting of snow.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 277, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

no. 277, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

haiku no. 276

On Christmas Eve night—

we eat tamales and drink,

put on a few pounds.

~Guillermo Delgado
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no. 276, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

 

haiku no. 275

Sun hangs low at noon—

red-tailed hawk perched in a tree,

what is its message?

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 275, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

no. 275, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

haiku no. 274

After longest night—

finally eight hours of sleep:

New Orleans flashback.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 274, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

no. 274, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

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