cronechronicler

You don't know where you are going. You don't know how to get there. And you arrive just the same. Ghanaian saying

Haiku: Fare Forward

Year draws to a close
Peer ahead into unknown
Dreams for the asking

Love, peace, forgiveness
Beyond our imagining
Free flowing justice

Harvest of riches
Strive for the impossible
Believe, be surprised

In Response to the Daily Prompt: Extravagant

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Haiku: Never Under Estimate

Small tender brown roots
Branching underground downward
Crumble foundations

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Haiku: Security Blanket

Soft rose glow in sky
Low clouds hug the horizon
Comfort broken earth

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Haiku: Respite in Time of Strife

Living in the now
Time of mind and memory
Not how clock tells time

Moment sweet to breathe
Feel the heartbeat of the earth
Sense deep wells within

This is nature’s gift
Peace, tranquility abide
Feathered hope also.

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Pomp and Circumstance

Memory is an inexplicable thing
Grandson’s high school graduation the scene
Present tense gave way when the music began
Magnet of past time
Drew me back through the years
Feelings surged from an abyss
Formerly unknown.

In grade school I was taught
The Pledge of Allegiance and Star Spangled Banner
Instilling within me love of my country
Now bursting like stars while we sang
And we pledged hand over heart
At the high school graduation
A deep sadness welled up.

Once taken for granted
Could we possibly lose
Old glories, good virtues
Respect and forbearance
Kindness, equality, justice and love?
I pray for a future beyond present tense
Safe for all the world’s children.

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Haiku: Redeeming Words

Depression’s gray clouds
Hovering weight overhead
Felled with word’s penning

Precious beyond words
The Word Press community
We can be healers

Hopeful, despairing
Angry, judging, lamenting
Words written freely

Speak into hearing
Allay fears for grim future
We are not alone.

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A Prosaic Back Story

I found my Haiku “Good Housekeeping” forgotten among my drafts and published it yesterday. The classical elements Fire, Water, Wind and Earth that my poetry alludes to have been a part of my morning meditations for a quarter of a century.

I light a candle and drink my coffee. Fire is the flame that begins with my striking a match. Without air the candle would not burn. Earth is all around me in my potted plants. Water keeps them alive. My meditations have nourished me and kept me connected with God and the universe.

Lately I lament the sea-change of our world moving on a wave of violence. I shed tears over the burning of cities and homes. I mourn the disregard for the basic needs of human and animal life, and our planet. Fire, Water, Wind and Earth surround us still. I pray for winds of change to blow us toward justice.

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Haiku: Ostrich No More

Poet in me slept
Escaping circumstances
Of a world gone mad

High time to awake
Stir my juices, let words flow
With my mighty pen

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Haiku: Pulse of the Times

News is disturbing
Hate and meanness unrivaled
Vile anger spreading

Fearful yeast rising
Malicious lies ore’ taking
Strained arc of justice

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Haiku: Respite From Hard Times

Bright moon overhead
Quiet of night sky abiding
Peace for a moment

Daily Prompt: Silence

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