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: Weather Amnesia

Tarp covering pool
Lounge chairs stored for the winter
Declare summer’s end

Yet hard to believe
Squirrels still gathering acorns
Fall sunshine beams warmth

Not a bad trade-off
Bright colored leaves and white snow
Will come in due time

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Weather Signs

Faint pink lines at dawn
Followed by low swollen clouds
Rain on my parade.

Pink streaks stretch afar
Promise me a sky of blue
Sun oh glory sun.

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