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

Haiku: Holiday Confession

Holiday hustle
Dawn to dusk rich commotion
Signs of the season

Good food and shopping
Joy of friends and loved ones
Bright lights on the tree

Lovely potpourri
Overpowers my poet
She’s hibernating

Poet will awake
When dark depths of winter come
And stillness returns

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Haiku: Winter Solitude

Rich days to prepare
Hustle bustle, shop and cook
Join in festive meal

Christmas now is past
Gift to savor candle light
Settle into calm

Written in response to daily prompt Retreat

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