Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte

Haiku: Musical Chairs

on July 13, 2017

Sixty years ago
No spring chicken even then
Chair gifted to me

Covering threadbare
Reupholstered more than once
Stories chair could tell

Time to spruce things up
Brought in classy new arm-chair
Taking pride of place

Early showing wear
Became sad embarrassment
I’m watching for sales

Meanwhile my old chair
Stalwart in simplicity
Quietly bides its time.

11 responses to “Haiku: Musical Chairs

  1. den169 says:

    “Stalwart in simplicity” is a great image.

  2. Christy B says:

    I love how you say “stories chair could tell” ~ It holds memories ❤

  3. given a choice between old and new, I invariably choose old

  4. vivachange77 says:

    Me, too, Paul. I solved the problem of my shabby new chair by covering the worn spots on the arms with small table mats crocheted by my Aunt Louise eighty or ninety years ago. Viva the old.

  5. I love the stately feel of that old chair and its stories Ina, waiting for the young usurper to be gone!

    • vivachange77 says:

      I love your comment! I actually fixed the usurper by pinning ninety- year old table mats crocheted by Aunt Louise over the worn spots on the new chair’s arms.

  6. hbsuefred says:

    Let’s face it…In “the good old days” everything was built to last, including us!

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