haiku no. 312

In the Green Mountains,

on a wet and foggy night—

I long for a bed.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 312, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 312, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 307

Before the sunrise—

an eerie silence wakes me,

finally winter!

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 307, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 307, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

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

haiku no. 172

Crystalline morning—

anything is possible,

eight hours of sleep.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 172, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

no. 172, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

 

haiku no. 115

Another warm night,

I can’t hear the crickets’ song;

air conditioner.

~Guillermo Delgado

haiku no. 44

My dear youngest son—

standing quietly at my bedside;

I’m trying to sleep in.

~Guillermo Delgado
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