cronechronicler

Exploring the poetry of everyday life

Haiku: Islands in the Sun

Iron patio chairs
Stalwart remnants of Summer
Take on a new life

Retrieved from storage
Optimistic sun-seekers
Awaiting the Spring

Random arrangement
Solitary testament
To power of hope

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Haiku: Alchemy of Aging

Days become more still
Old siren songs grow quieter
I hear new drumbeat

Amazing freedom
Choreographs day’s tempo
Measured steps suit me

Laughter and lightness
Transform binding to-do lists
To “catch as catch can”

I watch with wonder
Diminishing energy
Re-shapes my desires

Life has new balance
I find joy in small things
Transformed into gold

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Haiku: A New Leaf

Bare branches lovely
Fingers sketching on dawn sky
Blank slate of new year

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Autumn Blessing

Today I listened to the rain
Pouring green new energy and balm
Welcome spring of new ideas
Timeless gift to stir my muse.

Seeping deep into my soul
Water floods and lifts my art
Trickles with a gift of words
Fills the cracks, restores me.

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Ina’s House

For last year’s words belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await another voice. T.S. Eliot

For fifty years I’ve claimed the name of Mother
Lately evolving into being Grandma, too.
Always feathering my nest as haven
For those who’ve been entrusted to my love.

I knew joy in tending, teaching, reprimanding
Knew heartbreak when life’s bumps became obstructions.
Felt proud as children became each one a unique person
My days filled always with them as center.

Years passed my sons grew into manhood
Found jobs and wives, gave birth to their own children.
Created homes, developed talents, new directions.
It was amazing to become a matriarch.

I think now sons are where I started
I am moving onward to a different place
Time for me to live with new intentions
Time to cherish days as mine alone.

No longer is my prime identity my sons’ Mother,
My life breadcrumbs to teach my children how to grow and age.
I’m going to savor living in the moment, write my poetry.
My name is Ina and Ina’s house my home.

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Haiku: Respiration

World comes a-calling
Diluting my solitude
Offering fresh breath.

Outside my  window
Beyond tree and morning sky
Await poems to write.

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Writing 101- Resetting

Starting over is basic to solving computer problems. I restart my computer to clear confused loops. When my TV stops streaming a movie I unplug router and modem and count to fifteen. My printer can’t talk to my computer. Unplugging clears the way. I wish we could re-set our world.

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