by poetrybyheart.me@poetrybyheart.me
Snow shrouded tree limbs
Dark twilight shadows cover
Promise of hope hiding
Haiku Hope Nature's small wonders
by poetrybyheart.me@poetrybyheart.me
No pink stripes in sky
No technicolor morning
Gray and somber day
A New Day Dawn Sky Haiku Poetry
by poetrybyheart.me@poetrybyheart.me
Standard time arrived
Early morning coffee time
Lit by bright sunshine
On the other hand
Time to close the blinds at dusk
Charmed by sight of moon
A New Day Coffee Dawn Sky Haiku View from my window
by poetrybyheart.me@poetrybyheart.me
Cloudy sky and rain
Spring showing her underside
Darkening spirits
Change Haiku Rain Spring
by poetrybyheart.me@poetrybyheart.me
Fresh and gentle rain
Seeping into soil
Springtime reveille
Haiku Nature's small wonders Poetry Rain
by poetrybyheart.me@poetrybyheart.me
To celebrate Spring
Oak tree wears golden tassels
Squirrel awaits next act
Everyday Inspiration Haiku Spring
by poetrybyheart.me@poetrybyheart.me
Morning clouds depress
Inspiration happy thoughts
Sun comes out hurrah
Everyday Inspiration Haiku Summer Morning Writing life
by poetrybyheart.me@poetrybyheart.me
My son Donovan chose these words as the title of a book containing the first two years of my Cronechronicler posts that he collected and had published in 2016. The poet David Whyte used them in his poem Journey in his book The House of Belonging. Whyte writes that “sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart”.
For two years more I have searched that sky and found inspiration in the poetry of everyday life. I have found freedom to trust my muse and the words that come to me as I look at the colors of the dawn clouds or enjoy watching a squirrel couple build its nest. I hope in time to collect my Haiku and create another book. For interested readers my original book can be found at https://www.amazon.com/Enscribing-Heavens-This-Side-cronechronicler/dp/1530407133.
Everyday Inspiration Haiku MY BOOK Poetry View from my window Writing life
by poetrybyheart.me@poetrybyheart.me
Astronomer Carl Sagan wrote,
“Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.”
It could be the most recent moon in the universe
Hiding behind a planet long known.
It might be the shy newly moved-in neighbor
Whose face lights up when I say hello.
The birth of a child whose promise spools forward
Teaches possibilities loving families provide.
The universe is a wide narrative awaiting me
To dip in my pen and write what I see.
Everyday Inspiration Poetry
by poetrybyheart.me@poetrybyheart.me
Mama, if we were having coffee right now I’d tell you how much I wish I had said yes to your invitation to get a cup of coffee and a bite of something sweet that Christmas Eve so long ago. I remember how excited I felt that my husband, our three little boys and I had flown to Greenwood to spend Christmas with you and Daddy. This was a special trip. It was wonderful news that you were recovering after the scary trouble you had with congestive heart failure. That Christmas Eve was a busy day. Even though you usually began Christmas shopping in July there were always a few last minute things you had on your list. You loved shopping and could run rings around me hunting for the perfect gift for each grandchild. You wore me out. After you finished shopping you wanted to stop for a cup of coffee. Remember all the times we had coffee together through the years. First it was after clothes shopping for me and later for baby things. It was practically a ritual. But that Christmas Eve I said no. I needed to get back and see what my sons were up to. At bedtime I watched you stuff their Christmas stockings with goodies. You put an orange in the toe of each stocking, just like you did for us children when we were young. In the middle of the night Daddy woke us up to say the Emergency Squad was on the way to take you to the hospital. You had a heart attack and died early Christmas morning. I’m so sorry I didn’t have that cup of coffee with you.
Everyday Inspiration
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