Carrot Encounter
O Mandarin Muteness:
crunchy chrysanthemum petal
perpendicular to the river,
tangelo sun-paint,
fervent monk in the twilight
brass of tangerine …
green-sombreroed stalactite of a star-
illuminated cavern.
D. G. Vachal © 2014
*** image from manypicture.com
I stood here once before
on this waltzing floor
deserted by the petals —
upon the frockless windows
zirconias congregate in constellation
patterns,
beyond the glass the skeletal
boughs bend
with the watchet wind.
the balance sheet bleeds white
as yesterday’s snow, air-crisp
against the seeping eastern light —
reluctant legs lunge
from the starting line
once again.
D. G. Vachal © 2014
*** Photography: Reflect by Mikhail Tkachev
November the Penultimate
Never was a month so motley in its days:
November, penultimate month
of a year that frames the seasons,
when the leaves in early days
turn to brightest garnet,
a blazing topaz,
illuminated gold —
The latter days come
with the fire of the winds,
and the burning leaves take the plunge
from infernal towers of the branches
to the burial grounds of a gun-
metal, brumal earth —
November, November,
calves ache from the marathon,
hearts pound the door
to another December
When holly berries huddle upon the petals
of the soft-spoken snow,
and the fallen leaves breathe again
at the sound of the carols of the children,
the children rejoicing.
D. G. Vachal © 2013
Photography Credit: November’s Decline by Bucaneve
lilies, sparrows and grass 
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