I Write To Find You

I Write to Find You

Nameless sorrow,
grief unspoken,
tears flow
from boundless oceans,
torrential rains
lambaste
ebony waters —

you are gone  

I search syllables,
consonants,
vowels once spoken
by a voice beloved
reverberating still
in the chambers
of my broken heart —

only silence

weary eyes close  
at light of dawn,
your face flashes
in the clouds
of my restless
dreams until

I awaken to begin
my search
to find you
once again.

D. G. Vachal © 2023

Forgotten Things

I have forgotten
things elusive
tightly held
by my tiny hands —

paper dolls
with dainty dresses,
angel food cupcakes
frillless
on fluted white paper,
sticky lemon drops 
melting  
through my little fingers —

I have forgotten
things elusive
closely held
by my childhood heart —

scrawny pencil squiggles
of Cinderella stories,
poems of sun and moon,
jasmine and gardenia
and the fragrant rain —

I have forgotten
things
I have not really
lost.

D. G. Vachal (c) 2022

“Love Letter”

by D.G. Vachal

At the end of winter daylight
when lemon passion glows
with the ardor of periwinkle,
at unexpected moments
I remember

a melody long forgotten,
jubilant as a nightingale’s song,
that led my fledgling
heart to soar
towards the blazing stars
once upon the sands of time —

Now, when it matters no more,
I recall the scribbled ink upon the paper,
a voice that called my name,
at twilight’s edge
when my heart beholds the colors,
the warm farewell
of the setting sun.

D. G. Vachal © 2014