Spring Song
suddenly daffodils,
tulip green lapels
under morning sunlight:
songbirds alight
leafless branches
bursting
with tender tree-buds —
can you hear the voice
of the turtle dove?
my heart pirouettes
with gladness
because the promise remains
unbroken:
morning joy comes
after nighttime
weeping
winter’s dark despair
once again
births a million
almond blossoms.
D. G. Vachal © 2024
Imagery by Alexander Gresbek
Love Haiku 1:3
1
time of plum blossoms
you hold my hand as we stroll
fragrance fills the air
2
love letter arrives
so many moons I waited
bamboo leaves quiver
3
you cast a pebble
a ripple born in waters
drowns in blue ocean
D. G. Vachal © 2024
Imagery by Ronald Plett
7
mutton stew with wine
red flames dance the flamenco
tango you and i
8
rain beads on branches
pearls of tears sparkle at night
break of dawn brings joy
9
songbirds warble still
defy the winter starkness
crocus bulbs awake
10
frost on blue mountain
Li Po drinks his wine again
where to go from here
D. G. Vachal © 2024
4
my winter blanket
soothes the sorrow of my bones
i await the dawn
5
beside you i lie
there is warmth this winter night
cherry blossoms sleep
6
crystal morning light
snow and infinite green pines
egret wings take flight
D. G. Vachal © 2024
Perchance I would meet you again
this wintry evening
out in numb forgotten fields
of longing,
I would
touch once more the warmth
of your calloused hands,
rest in the snugness
of your tight embrace —
I would
drown in the wine
of your tender eyes,
slumber
in the lullaby
of your gentle voice —
Perchance I would meet you again
this wintry evening,
the silent
white of snow would turn
into summer dew,
parched stalks of grass
into golden daffodils.
D. G. Vachal © 2024
lilies, sparrows and grass 
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