no. 456

A summer sunset—

We pedal hard to catch it;

Race against the moon.

~ Guillermo Delgado

no. 456, Guillermo Delgado, 2015

no. 456, Guillermo Delgado, 2015

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. 405

First weekend in May—

I’m watching and listening:

sunset and laughter.

~Guillermo Delgado

haiku no. 386

Respite from sad news:

the sound of children playing

on mid-April night.

~Guillermo Delgado

haiku no. 379

West-facing walls glow

while the daylight fades away;

Sunday evening blues.

~Guillermo Delgado

haiku no. 361

The simmering sounds—

children quietly reading,

waiting for the spring.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 361, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 361, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 338

The wet and green fields—

overrun by pale-skinned girls

in the golden light.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 338, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 338, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

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. 228

Far away from home—

in a field of rotting fruit,

I watch the sunset.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 228, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

no. 228, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

haiku no. 207

Off the snaking trail,

between the conifer trees—

I hear the leaves fall.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 207, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

no. 207, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

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