Love Haiku 43:45
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Blazing white sunlight
tanned feet stroll the golden sands
your strong arms, my warmth
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palm fronds dance and sway
zephyrs and soft gentle rain
your face, my shelter
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sunset bids farewell
peach and pink turn indigo
your eyes, my starlight
D. G. Vachal © 2025
Image by PhillipCSpence@pixabay
Nature’s Chase
In the ivory warmth of summer
while frogs croak among the lily pads
and rustling leaves make harp-like music,
two squirrels scamper in a sprint
one behind the other:
scurrying sounds, a tangled mass of fur,
a frenzied steeple chase
across freshly mown grass,
then up the leaf-laden tree branches
and down again,
vanish into the swampy woods —
In the utmost heat of summer’s day
while orange-winged cicadas buzz and whine
and nikko blue hydrangeas droop from drought,
two swallows break forth in ecstatic flight
one behind the other:
chirps and gurgles, a tangled mass of feathers,
ferris wheels in the air
as they traverse gabled roofs,
alight leaf-laden tree branches
and up again,
vanish into the azure sky —
Have you witnessed nature’s chase?
There is a time
for playful pursuit,
a time
for slowing down,
to gaze into each other’s eyes,
walk hand in hand,
vanish
into the emerald forest.
D. G. Vachal © 2025
Image by Flo222 @pixabay
featured in my poetry book “Where Love Dwells”, one of my favorite poems.
The Warmth of Summer Rain
I walk
barefoot
upon the springtime grass,
moss and lichen,
I am
flesh and bone
upon the cobblestones,
smoldering coals
upon melting snow,
I await
the warmth of summer rain
flowing
into ebony bowls of loam
where barks of lilacs come to rest
from their blooming,
they smile
at the dance of lilies —
I have traveled the continents
of the years,
countries of the seasons
under the opiate canopy
of space and time —
The years tell stories
upon the lecterns
of my face,
still
I am
younger than my days,
I carry the heart of a little child,
my tiny feet frolic
in the white linen warmth
of summer rain.
by D. G. Vachal © 2013, 2025
*** Image by Chulmin1700@pixabay
Twilight
Miles have I traveled this dusty road,
my feet throb from the journey’s pain
as miniscule pebbles gather in my shoes,
and slowing down I think upon you
these ardent summer moments —
Will I ever find you again
if I retrace my steps,
remember the words I uttered
when you were by my side —
I only know that if I turn back,
the feeble light will fade
and soon
the darkness will engulf me.
I keep on walking,
closer, closer towards the golden sky
that sings a sentimental melody
and for a fleeting moment I close my eyes —
I see your smile
then I know
you are beside me still.
D. G. Vachal © 2025
Image by J Plenio @ pixabay
Love Haiku 40:42
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beyond the distance
beneath the blossoming sky
footsteps of my love
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pastel memories
silent waters call your name
willow branches bend
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warmth on green mountains
emerald forest breezes
we walk hand in hand
D. G. Vachal © 2025
Image by Joshua Woroniec @Unsplash
lilies, sparrows and grass 
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