by vivachange77
You’re starting off on a brand-new decade
Charting your path along your own lines
Finding your way to the world that awaits you
Charged with energy, confidence and faith
Your family behind you as your new journey begins
I remember well the first time I met you
Wrapped in a red blanket I think still exists
My role as grandmother began in that moment
I had my learning to do just like you
As time went by we taught one another
When you took me to lunch a few weeks ago
You asked my advice on where we should eat
We agreed on a restaurant and were on our way
Only not in the direction that I remembered
I was quite lost but deferred to you
When we arrived it was the same restaurant
But a different location from the one I suggested
I had not realized that it was a chain
Though our minds worked together toward a common goal
I thought time might be upon us to change place as leaders
Written on the occasion of my grandson’s twentieth birthday
A Grandmother's Love Educating Grandma - new revelation Grandchildren growing up My grandson's birthday Poetry
by vivachange77
Calm Sunday morning
Windows open to breezes
Birdsong eases soul
A suffering world Haiku Summer Morning World Out My Window
by vivachange77
As I look at my sink
Dishes stacked to be washed
Remind me of days long gone by
Each one tells me a story
A heart-warming moment its gift
Blue glass Starbuck’s mug
Harks back to first son
Long conversations we shared
While his baby son in car carrier slept
Mug greets my mornings today
The crinkly green juice glass
Sole remainder of set
Marks when I was pregnant
With son number two
Now I use it to take morning pills
Little brown bowl rounded out a set
For meals many years later shared
By third son a school teacher
And me living alone
Holidays celebrated in style
A Gift Beyond Measure Memories My sons Poetry Telling Stories
by vivachange77
Recliner naptime
Sounds of pool water splashing
Summer lullaby
Enough Haiku Summer
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Birdsong and cool breeze
Fresh blueberries for breakfast
Quiet hints summer’s here
Breakfast food Changing seasons Haiku Summer breeze Summer Morning
by vivachange77
Clanging scraping trucks
Patching potholes of winter
Birds chirp in the trees
Raindrops pelt window
Promise rich growth of plant life
A Zen kind of day
Haiku Nature's music Rainy day Summer Morning Summer rain World Out My Window
by vivachange77
Formerly I learned a lot
Traveling my wisest teacher
Newer lessons bid me stay
Listen to my changing body
Adventure seemed activity
Ready for the rubbish pile
Until on stage appeared two grandsons
Brothers with licenses to drive
Full of who they plan to be
What journeys focused in their sights
Which college lessons are required
Still loving Grandma Ina
Last week extended invitations
Offered me new inspiration
First the eldest set a date
Asked my advice where we should lunch
Entered address in GPA and off we went
But not by any route I knew
Arrived at restaurant in same chain
(I didn’t know there was a chain)
My grandson turned my old to new
His brother next made plans with me
Knocked on door at time we set
Walked right in with plastic bag
Filled with ingredients to cook
Eggs Benedict tradition shared
Between us two before
He even washed the dishes
Reminded me of new and old
Ever present combination
Creating new originals
Gumbo promise for future-time
Seasoned with love and memory
Dreams and hope for generations
And altogether possible
A Grandmother's Love Generations Grandchildren growing up Hope Poetry
by vivachange77
For five years or so
I sought and found poetry
Alive all around
Once fertile places
Barren of inspiration
Poetic muse fled
World news tells stories
Unjust uses of power
Death and climate change
Writing unconquered
More essential than ever
Has stories to tell
My bailiwick calls
Ordinary life a poem
Alive within self
A suffering world Change Climate Change Haiku Poetry Writing life
by vivachange77
Bright moon shone last night
Peeled tangerine for breakfast
New oak leaves flutter
Two visiting geese
Reappear out of season
Honking early morn
Climate Change Gratefulness for Small Things Haiku Hope View from my window
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What if the river
I have stepped into anew
Is a wide ocean
And what if behind
Lies another blue ocean
Origin of me
” You cannot step into the same river twice.”
Existential questions Haiku New beginnings River Currents Time's Passage
