Late August

Late August

icy warmth of late August
the wind has quenched the fires
of ephemeral dandelions,
beryl drops of blood
trickle down the boughs,
return
to their invisible roots —

the cambric air is drenched in
honeysuckle fragrance,
stealthy leaves
flavescent
among the pink petals.

D. G. Vachal © 2013, 2024

Image by Jesper Norkenborg @pixabay

Spring Song

Spring Song

suddenly daffodils,
tulip green lapels
under morning sunlight:

songbirds alight
leafless branches
bursting 
with tender tree-buds —

can you hear the voice
of the turtle dove?

my heart pirouettes
with gladness
because the promise remains
unbroken:

morning joy comes
after nighttime
weeping

winter’s dark despair 
once again
births a million
almond blossoms. 

D. G. Vachal © 2024

Imagery by Alexander Gresbek

Winter Haiku 4:6

4

my winter blanket
soothes the sorrow of my bones
i await the dawn

5

beside you i lie
there is warmth this winter night
cherry blossoms sleep

6

crystal morning light
snow and infinite green pines
egret wings take flight

D. G. Vachal © 2024

Winter Haiku 1:3

Winter Haiku 1:3

1

stars from sapphire sky
fragrance of jasmine flowers
snow in early dawn

2

sugar-sprayed branches
cardinal alights in snow
my heart a gazelle

3

polka dots of snow
tapestries sewn by the wind
bridal veil of lace

D. G. Vachal © 2024

Warmth of July

Warmth of July

At dusk
while fireflies glow like woven
golden threads upon a cloak
of imperceptible periwinkle,
honeysuckle
intermingles with magnolia
and lavender fragrances —

frogs croak,
intoxicated by beauty
of lotus white blossoms,
join the orchestra of children’s laughter
as barefoot feet
tiptoe
upon crust of earth
and teeming grass —

warmth of July
when for a season’s moment
all is green and ardent
under the ancient sun.

D. G. Vachal © 2023

Photography by Felix Mittermeier