In the Evening Hours

In the Evening Hours

Give me these moments
when gardenias ascend the sky
to sparkle
with the stars:
a fragrant scroll blazes
with ancient sonnets
of constellations.

Indigo waters are silver
with moonlight —
I tell you a secret:
my heart harbors many cotyledons
that bud at midnight,
but the purple garden
I must walk
alone.

by D. G. V. © 2012

*** Photograph: Tetonic Moonshine by Jack Sparrow

Originally posted 2012-05-06 01:00:17.

First Stroll

First Stroll

I remember butterflies
and spring grass
and ivy climbing to heights
of ivory towers, testing
perimeters of leaden grilles
against foggy glass.

We sat on the stony steps
of Winants Hall,
lingered for endless moments,
and after a while
walked up a hill where the bell
tower stood
still in time
as the train to Trenton whistled
down the railroad tracks.

by D.G. Vachal © 2012

*** photograph: Ivory Tower by spiritflare@Flickr

Originally posted 2012-02-16 01:00:57.