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
Melted snow and now
relentless the waterfalls
flood-level ponds
drown the fragrance
of lotus white flowers —
February, you were cruel
savage winds battered homesteads
of burning hearths,
defiant
I treasure the fire
of remembered
warm seasons —
Weeping through March
nighttimes,
dew-tears moisten earth’s
winter-hard soil, awaken
emerald and amethyst
in blades of grass
and crocus petals —
April hours come
with dove-feather showers,
lenient winds,
promise the arrival of warmer
seasons once again.
by D. G. Vachal © 2016
*** Photography by LordV@Flickr
lilies, sparrows and grass 