cronechronicler

Exploring the poetry of everyday life

Wings

on May 17, 2018

Once I flew on shiny wings of steel
Wings that bore me far away
To continents and countries new
To places where my heart was intertwined
With people and a life I learned to treasure dear.

Today I fold those steely wings and rest
My tired body bids farewell to travel days
Gently lifting new wings bear me home
To see beauty in the life that welcomes me
And joy in my beloved family.

Spring came the week I was away
Green leaves and flowers everywhere
Sound of birdsong in the early morn
Mind and my imagining are free to roam
Precious new wings expand my universe.


27 responses to “Wings

  1. That is so lovely! It is hard to accept and make new wings work but it feels great when we do ❤️

  2. Bravo, so lovely thinking about how you came home to your family, and spring

    • vivachange77 says:

      Thank you. The voices of people who are planting the garden on the patio below my window sound happy. Another welcome home.

      • Marvelous–also, I keep calling you Viv and that’s not your name, is it? Haha, you are very patient. I looked at the username and slapped myself in the head once or twice 🙂

      • vivachange77 says:

        My name is Ina.” Viva”change 77 is the celebration of a big change when I was 77. It was the year I began my blog! I’m glad you asked. What does Pleasant Street refer to? I like it. And I don’t know your name.

      • I go by Rose online :). Pleasant Street I made up as a pseudonym when I publish the novel I am writing, sort of pulp fiction/ thriller. My thought was imagining a tree lined street, lovely and pleasant, with many mysteries behind the doors, some not so very pleasant

      • vivachange77 says:

        Of course! your name is Rose like the lovely picture on your blog. I like your image of a pleasant tree-lined street with doors hiding mysteries.

  3. vivachange77 says:

    Thanks you. It is a wonderful passage.

  4. Brave words, adapting to change isnt easy but spring and sunshine is a positive.

  5. Dale says:

    Absolutely beautiful, Ina. Spring does give us hope, does it not?
    Such a lovely message.

  6. Eric Alagan says:

    My takeaways from your poem – nothing like home; and one can travel without travelling.

    All good wishes Ina 🙂

  7. Lovely Ina, I love the way this talks of the happy memories of your trip but also the relief and satisfaction of home.

  8. Zee says:

    Simple and yet deep. Beautifully written 🙂

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