
Garden Haiku
1
petals drenched in rain
chantilly lace, ocean’s froth
herons stoop on grass.

2
purple butterflies
aubergine in soft twilight
starling wings in flight.
D. G. Vachal ©2025
Petals under moonlight
on a night when the month of May
is blooming:
owls play their piccolos
upon the branches,
crickets, their castanets
upon the watery grass —
Rejoice
in the muted colors of the petals,
foliage,
sepals,
beneath the cloak of temporal
greyness —
When daylight alights,
the greening of things
innumerable will blaze
across the fields of this fertile
continent,
drenched in the early rain,
warmed by the beams of the morning
sunlight.
D. G. Vachal © 2013, 2025
Photo Credit: Richard Thripp

I Must Go to the Fields Again
I must go to the fields again,
the verdant sea of grass,
the dazzling blaze
of a million wildflowers —
I return from a journey
of innumerable seasons,
my heart is parched from the frost
of manifold winters —
I must go to the fields again
there will I shed the tears
withheld
by silent sorrows,
release the laughter
of irrepressible joys.
I must go to the fields again —
I must go back home.
D. G. Vachal © 2025
Image by Irma Web @pixabay
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