Winter Haiku 15:17

15

January light
slowly dove-grey turns the sky
rains jasmine petals

16

lost in dark forest
i long for flames you kindled
to warm my cold arms


17

yet sparrow alights
upon a skeletal branch
sings in stark winter


D. G. Vachal © 2025

Image by Myungho Lee @Pixabay




Where Love Dwells – My First Poetry Book

Dear Friends,

I am excited to share that my first poetry book, “Where Love Dwells” has been published and is now available on Amazon in Kindle, paperback and hardcover formats.


Following are the links to the versions:

Kindle

Paperback

Hardcover

It is a privilege to share in the love of writing with you all, my fellow-bloggers. Here’s to more exciting themes and discoveries to write about in 2025!

With faith, hope and love,

D. G. Vachal

To the Living Among Us All

To the Living Among Us All

My soul dwells secure
in pleasant mountains
Creator-carved,
where cloud-sent rains
descend to quench
desiccated tongues
and rays of molten sun
embrace the evening-cold
shoulders —

What little matters to some
are minuscule,
momentary dewdrops
adrift
in endless possibilities,
whirling from the gift
of measured life-breaths
apportioned
to the living among us all —

every sacred
miraculous moment
of what we call
today.

D. G. Vachal © 2015, 2025

Image by pladicon2012acacias@pixabay

Love Haiku 25:27

Love Haiku 25:27


25

there’s no forgetting
love lives in eternal skies
speak to me, my love

 26

sunbeam-kissed branches
broidered with golden garments
your smile my candle

27

solitary walk
pale petals parched by the cold
i await my love


D. G. Vachal © 2024

Image from Pixabay

Voices at the Door

Voices at the Door

fingerprints
on the ribbed window pane
crust crumbs
on the kitchen floor
apple cider bubbling
on the stove —

where have the children gone
I hug them in the warmth
of hearth fires,
hear their laughter
in the songs
of the autumn wind —

leaves plummet in violent swirls
like flocks of sandpipers
landing on the shore
topaz and rubies fade
into the salmon sky —

before winter comes
I long to hear
the steps returning
and voices at the door” .

D. G. Vachal © 2024

* “the steps returning and voices at the door” is a passage from J. R. R. Tolkien’s poem ” I Sit Beside the Fire and Think”

Image by J Plenio @pixabay