cronechronicler

Exploring the poetry of everyday life

Intersections

You’re starting off on a brand-new decade
Charting your path along your own lines
Finding your way to the world that awaits you
Charged with energy, confidence and faith
Your family behind you as your new journey begins

I remember well the first time I met you
Wrapped in a red blanket I think still exists
My role as grandmother began in that moment
I had my learning to do just like you
As time went by we taught one another

When you took me to lunch a few weeks ago
You asked my advice on where we should eat
We agreed on a restaurant and were on our way
Only not in the direction that I remembered
I was quite lost but deferred to you

When we arrived it was the same restaurant
But a different location from the one I suggested
I had not realized that it was a chain
Though our minds worked together toward a common goal
I thought time might be upon us to change place as leaders

Written on the occasion of my grandson’s twentieth birthday

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Stories From My Kitchen Sink

As I look at my sink
Dishes stacked to be washed
Remind me of days long gone by
Each one tells me a story
A heart-warming moment its gift

Blue glass Starbuck’s mug
Harks back to first son
Long conversations we shared
While his baby son in car carrier slept
Mug greets my mornings today

The crinkly green juice glass
Sole remainder of set
Marks when I was pregnant
With son number two
Now I use it to take morning pills

Little brown bowl rounded out a set
For meals many years later shared
By third son a school teacher
And me living alone
Holidays celebrated in style

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Post Graduate Learning

Formerly I learned a lot
Traveling my wisest teacher
Newer lessons bid me stay
Listen to my changing body
Adventure seemed activity
Ready for the rubbish pile
Until on stage appeared two grandsons

Brothers with licenses to drive
Full of who they plan to be
What journeys focused in their sights
Which college lessons are required
Still loving Grandma Ina
Last week extended invitations
Offered me new inspiration

First the eldest set a date
Asked my advice where we should lunch
Entered address in GPA and off we went
But not by any route I knew
Arrived at restaurant in same chain
(I didn’t know there was a chain)
My grandson turned my old to new

His brother next made plans with me
Knocked on door at time we set
Walked right in with plastic bag
Filled with ingredients to cook
Eggs Benedict tradition shared
Between us two before
He even washed the dishes

Reminded me of new and old
Ever present combination
Creating new originals
Gumbo promise for future-time
Seasoned with love and memory
Dreams and hope for generations
And altogether possible

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Haiku: Exploring Everyday Life

For five years or so
I sought and found poetry
Alive all around

Once fertile places
Barren of inspiration
Poetic muse fled

World news tells stories
Unjust uses of power
Death and climate change

Writing unconquered
More essential than ever
Has stories to tell

My bailiwick calls
Ordinary life a poem
Alive within self

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A Different River

A quarter century ago
My first trip to Mexico
Time-share my new husband owned
Beginning of enchantment

Modest lodgings served us well
The grounds a garden wonderland
We dined at restaurants out-of-doors
Marble floors and colonnades

Mornings poolside began our days
Songs sung in Spanish set the beat
Reached crescendo by high noon
Time for water exercises

For many years and memories
I returned on pilgrimage
To a week I lived outdoors
My lease assured me many more

This place is etched deep in my soul
Place where family came to play
Wedding vows renewed on beach
Anniversaries toasted glass held high

Cousins gathered as family
Grew to soak up loving bonds
Making memories unbeknownst
Richly blessed are we all

Slowly I became aware
Grandchildren are college bound
Sons and wives have different plans
Even I am changing

It is time to say “Adios”.
What I hold dear is in the past
I’m oddly free to venture forth
Stepping into a new river

Now I can close my eyes and see
Pacific Ocean feel the breeze
Cooling at the end of day
Calm and lovely

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Brand New Day

I chose this theme five years ago
Inky blue sky and far away planets
Daring new steps my inauguration
Quote on “About” gave me fair warning
Step into a river and do not expect
The same current twice

My river bore me along for a while
Waves of bright memories transformed into words
Poetry sprang singing from deep hidden well
Then drought drained inspiration
I’m back where I started but oddly ahead
Brand New Day once again.

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Splashdown on a Snowy Day

Been orbiting in circumstance of motherhood
Bound in love to three sons now adult
With wives, children, houses in their care
Problems with mortgages, lost jobs and health
Now my time to listen and support
Share my hard-earned wisdom gained
When I was fifty as now they are

This orbit an amazing gift to me
To know my sons as men they have become
To tell uncensored struggles I battled through
Reveal their parents in stark honesty
To be friends with boundaries
Love exchanged and trust secured
I’m back home my muse returned to me

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Loaves and Fishes 2019

There were not a thousand people
The loaves were Kashi bars
But two souls were enough
To make a parable alive

My scheduled transportation
Was woefully behind
I feared I’d never make it
For my appointment time

The Senior Transportation
Called my doctor to report
Their snarled-up situation
With a promise I’d get there

My driver finally showed
I hopped in and we sped off
I arrived there the very time
My appointment was to end

When Dan my driver dropped me off
He said with warmth and cheer
Now he could get some lunch
And all because of me

My doctor’s visit over
Dan came to take me home
Puzzled I inquired what he had for lunch
He said he’d bought a drink

The one dollar contribution
Passengers hand over for our rides
Could not have bought a proper meal
Surely Dan was hungry still

My purse contained two Kashi bars
A snack I carry “just in case”
With great delight shared by us both
I put them in Dan’s hands.

I’ve long made monetary gifts
To feed the hungry everywhere
No gift touched my soul like this
And paid me back a thousand-fold

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Happy 17th Birthday

We’re at it again
My dear grandson, James
We’ll cook and enjoy
Our Eggs Benedict
I’ll catch up on your news
And share some of mine
We’ll bask in the warmth
Of this special time
We’ll look forward to Mexico
Our Thanksgiving fling
A last family hurrah
We’ll remember it well
As we travel ahead
To your next birthday

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New Math

My life no longer balances
Clutter on my calendar
Stifles what I care about
Time to sort the mess

Addition equals frittering
Subtraction brings tranquility
Peace and beauty come with space
I can do the math

Give me the moon in a darkened sky
Sunbeam silhouettes on my wall
Raindrops’ gleam on windowpane
Leaves attune to season’s change

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