cronechronicler

Exploring the poetry of everyday life

Haiku: Medium of Exchange

White plume of airplane
Rising high in a blue sky
Great day to travel

I have known such days
Packed with joyful adventure
Cup filled to the brim

Now I sip coffee
Watching flights from my window
Filled with gratitude

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Haiku: Apartment Music

Neighbors’ grandchildren
Arriving Thanksgiving morn
Stampede down the hall

Lovely the patter
Not-so-little feet clatter
A nostalgic sound.

In Response to Daily Prompt: Percussive

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Haiku: Grace Note

A shocking pink sky
Glories Thanksgiving morning
May God grant us peace

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Haiku: Color Coded

Soft gray clouds billow
Faint stroke of pale pink below
Portends a fair day

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Futuristic Cart Washing

I set out for the grocery
Gray clouds were like lead
Till I rounded the corner
And saw something ahead
In front of the building
Grocery carts stood in line
Dutifully waiting, but for what?

Parked by the curb
Was a long white truck
Underneath streams of water
Flowed down toward the street
Engine noises most rattling
Unsettled my ears
What can this be?

Oh, I thought gleefully
Here’s something new
They put carts in the truck
And push them right through
A canyon with showers
Spraying dirt off with speed
A travelling cart-wash indeed.

My delight was short-lived
When I spied the fat hose
Attached to the truck
Prosaically spraying
The assembled carts
In the model of itinerant
Carpet cleaners.

Written in response to the Daily Prompt: Droll

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Haiku: Never Under Estimate

Small tender brown roots
Branching underground downward
Crumble foundations

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Haiku: Security Blanket

Soft rose glow in sky
Low clouds hug the horizon
Comfort broken earth

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Haiku: Hope in Midst of Change

Pale November sun
Leaves turned dull orange hang from tree
Green house plants abide

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