no. 441

The joints and muscles

Coated in golden liquid:

Yoga is honey.

~Guillermo Delgado

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no. 440

As the train departs,

A fog swallows my city—

No more leaves to rake.

~ Guillermo Delgado

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no. 440, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 439

Sunrise at our backs,

Wheels roll a bit heavier—

Watch out for the skunk!

~ Guillermo Delgado

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no. 438

Two strangers embrace—

Hold each other quietly:

Transfusion of joy.

~ Guillermo Delgado

no. 438, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 438, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 437

The end of summer—

Light shimmers from her dark eyes:

Waning crescent moons.

~ Guillermo Delgado

no. 437, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 437, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

 

 

 

no. 436

This summer landscape

Swelters and disintegrates

With each passing mile.

~ Guillermo Delgado

no. 436, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 436, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 435

Scent of conifers—

After a late summer storm:

Tonic for the soul.

~ Guillermo Delgado

no. 435, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 435, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 426

Winter’s departure:

Runners coming out in shorts,

What a blinding sight!

 ~ Guillermo Delgado

no. 426, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 426, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

haiku no. 421

November wind’s teeth–

chomps on the front of the line,

who needs a health club?

~Guillermo Delgado

no. 421, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 421, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 419

Racing clouds erase

crippling trivialities,

sky blue with promise.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 419, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 419, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

 

 

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