cronechronicler

Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte

Moody Weather

Cloudy sky and rain
Spring showing her underside
Darkening spirits
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Spring Break

Little blue egg cracks

Baby bird seeks freedom’s way

Oh joy I am Sprung

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Haiku: Seasonal Progression

To celebrate Spring

Oak tree wears golden tassels

Squirrel awaits next act

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Haiku: Morning Music

Birdsong starts my day
Windchimes tinkle like silver
Tea kettle whistles
 
Spoon clicks sides of mug 
Stirs coffee, cream and sugar
Sighs of  contentment










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Hauiku: Silent Spring Redux

Birdsong welcomes Spring
Amidst uncommon stillness
Human voices quiet

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Haiku: Fickle Spring

After Sunday’s snow
Morning sets fluffy white clouds
Afloat in blue sky

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Haiku: Welcome Guest

Daybreak soft moonbeams
Noon warm sun casting shadows
Spring knocking on door

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Haiku: Lament

Spring touches a nerve
Memories call to my soul
I so want to fly

I long for new skies,
Music, color and fragrance,
To taste mystery.

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Haiku: Underground Spring

Earth warms in secret
Precious green gifts creating
First crocus pops up

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Haiku: Water Music

Quiet drizzly rain
Pinging drops on window pane
Mesmerizing sound

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