Love Haiku 10:12
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Where are you my love
long ago our last goodbye
lilacs bloom again
11
After i lost you
i searched through endless forests
silent are the pines
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in our lost garden
flutters a butterfly white
awaiting the dawn
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
Gyoza and Broken Hearts
Graduate school
econometrics
cryptic
to my right-leaning brain,
when in my puzzlement
an angel descended
from distant constellations —
a comely Adonis,
face sculpted
by Jirisan mountain
winds,
eyes and lips suspended
in a perpetual smile —
He took my hand,
showed me how to
solve equations
step by step,
pencil strokes on the offensive,
neglecting fear of failure to find
proofs of theorems —
In interweaving moments
he would prepare
gyoza,
chopsticks on teflon,
our measly meal—
Tonight
I cook gyoza the way
he taught me,
a different life, no more
theorems to prove —
I recall from long ago
a time of heartbreak
while parting ways
for another love.
D. G. Vachal © 2023
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
lilies, sparrows and grass 
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