A Longing
palpable as hunger
and thirst for river waters —
to return to a place,
search for a face
distilled
in sapphire oceans,
await a voice
deep and tonal,
my evening song —
another winter melts
in purple crocuses,
golden
daffodils hasten in their blooming,
grass turns emerald
green again —
I ponder upon
this haunting longing,
smile with fought-back tears
and I walk on.
D. G. Vachal © 2023
Image by Frauke Riether from Pixabay
my love I love
because you love me,
in your arms
content in winter
while hearths aglow
with applewood
flames —
my love I love
because I hold you
in my arms
asleep as I
hush
boisterous winds,
that trouble
your wounded
heart —
my love I love
D. G. Vachal © 2023
Photography by Mabel Amber
Silence
when I need you most
while drenched petals fall
under feeble moonlight
from rose-shrubs uprooted,
tumbleweeds blown
by the howling wind —
Would I need the finger-
touch of nail-prints, my hand
upon your side to know
You are here
somewhere in this garden
as I tread upon the flooded grass,
pellet drumbeats
drown
the silence that taunts
when I need you most.
by D. G. Vachal © 2016
Photography credit: by gnuckx @ Flickr Commons
Mottled colors flutter
like butterflies,
await
the pristine white
canopies —
Wind-parched leaves
mantle the oak-brown
soil with topaz and jasper
above the dormant seeds
of wilted wildflowers —
Hearken to horse-hoof
raindrops,
the muffled fracture
of petioles letting go
at the eleventh hour
when all the coins of time
are spent
and the egrets of winter
alight
upon the emerald cedar
branches.
D. G. Vachal © 2015
Photo credit: Igor Burdin
The poet’s voice warbles
where plaintive cellos echo
from vine to hanging vine
in rain-
drenched equatorial jungles —
trills mid-air with the sparrows,
traverses
clandestine recesses,
myriads of breadcrumb
ant trails,
rocky mountain ridges
of wind-sculptured silence —
The poet’s hand gathers
the orchard fruit promise
birthed at nighttime
from fragrant white blossoms —
The poet’s feet dance
somewhere in a warmer province
tango
across a million grains of sand
aglow with the colors
of the dawning sun.
by D. G. Vachal © 2015
Image Credit: Wikimedia Commons, “Equatorial Jungle” by Henri Rousseau. This is a faithful photographic reproduction of an original two-dimensional work of art. The work of art itself is in the public domain for the following reason: This work is in the public domain in the United States, and those countries with a copyright term of life of the author plus 100 years or less.
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