cronechronicler

Exploring the poetry of everyday life

Deja Vu

I never guessed to find
At my age the Youthful Fountain
In a “Life Long Learning” class

Our program is to study
The art of Michelangelo
Freeing life from marble

We began like kindergarteners
With expectant faces seated
Around two tables set up end-to-end

Newsprint was spread before us
And then we all were given
A block of soap and tiny knife

Our instruction was to carve
Whatever we desired
Like Michelangelo, oh dear!

The last assignment and the best
Round the table as we sculpted
We told something of ourselves

I could do without the learning
And spend our class-time weekly
Carving soap and telling stories

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Haiku: Rope Trick

Searching gloomy skies
Cowpoke spies hole of sunlight
Loops rope to catch rays

Written in response to Daily Prompt: Loophole

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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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