no. 434

On this desert trail…

Casting secrets to the wind—

We listen and wait.

~ Guillermo Delgado

no. 434, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 434, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 429

As the wind picks up,

The scent of spring rain arrives,

Should I stay or go?

~ Guillermo Delgado

no. 429, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 429, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

 

no. 424

November winds stir

the ghosts of twenty-nine men:

Edmund Fitzgerald.

~Guillermo Delgado

no. 424, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 424, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

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

no. 342

Marzo empieza—

vientos ya estan aqui,

limpiando el gris.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 342, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 342, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 278

Late December winds—

whistle melancholy songs;

two birds side-by-side.

~Guillermo Delgado

haiku no. 182

Last night of summer—

winds blow and temperatures drop;

wet and empty streets.

~Guillermo Delgado

haiku no. 163

Overcast morning;

whirly wind blows past my ears—

September secrets.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 163, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

no. 163, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

haiku no. 148

Summer wind blowing—

I slip in and out of dreams;

the road is calling.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 148, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

no. 148, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

haiku no. 5

Biking in the wind—

I pull flesh, steel, and rubber;

wrens on a wire.

~Guillermo Delgado
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