haiku no. 417

A cup of Earl Grey—

steaming the hump-backed moon night;

bone-chilling spring winds.

 ~Guillermo Delgado
no. 417, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 417, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

 

 

haiku no. 415

Trampoline at dusk—

we lie on our backs and watch

amber-lit clouds drift.

no. 415, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 415, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

 ~Guillermo Delgado

haiku no. 407

Walking late at night,

towards the hectic avenue—

my fists hardening.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 407, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 407, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 405

First weekend in May—

I’m watching and listening:

sunset and laughter.

~Guillermo Delgado

haiku no. 404

On a cool spring night—

under majesty of stone:

Angela Davis.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 404, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 404, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 402

Another warm day:

howling and wailing sirens—

more than usual.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 402, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 402, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 377

As temperatures rise,

teens ramble on city streets—

it’s human instinct.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 377, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 377, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 368

The sound of dissent—

echoes in urban canyons,

permeating walls.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 368, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 368, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 353

In mid-March blizzard—

middle school poets show up:

perfect attendance.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 353, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 353, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 349

Train fractures the night–

its horns blast late winter blues;

making my way home.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 349, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 349, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

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