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Chris Chronister Feb 2022
Hopeful energy radiates from you
Therapy mended this fragmented heart
Now I have found blissful love that is true
I'll try to return that love, for my part

To provide you with warmth is my life's goal
Before you came, loneliness was my plight
I'm lucky I found the mate of my soul
In darkness it was you who showed me light

Upon your birth, the world became better
On your life's journey, many hearts you've touched
Time with you sparked this birthday love letter
We are grateful for the love you have bunched

Your smile is the way I now see life
Happy birthday to my beautiful wife

© Feb. 2022, Christopher Chronister
Chris Chronister Oct 2021
When at once in the dark I was alone
Lost I was and unable to find me
Loneliness is what my heart had been shown
And desolation my two eyes did see

The sorrow that was building became rage
And fire within me surely did grow
I imprisoned myself inside this cage
Making my tears evermore slowly flow

The pain you bestowed upon me with lies
Has been reborn and now it is named hate
For everything about you I despise
An end is what I patiently await

I will rubricate this last song of mine
And know, an encore I will disincline

©  Christopher Chronister
Chris Chronister Mar 2021
Envisioning premature ascension
While fighting cynicism of today
Yearning for a new sense of direction
Hoping angelic music will now play

Sadness overwhelms, seeing your arm reach
Trusting the unworthy was all you knew
In a cruel world, it’s devotion you teach
As angel eyes transform, but remain blue

Playing with my son I begin to cry
Emotions run deep as fear rushes in
Wanting to believe that angels do fly
I just cannot decide where to begin

Tragedy starts with early morning dark
And ends with abandonment in the park


© Christopher Chronister, 3/2/21
I wrote this while thinking of a 6 year old who was tragically killed in Ohio.  I was reflecting on my own 6 year old son while struggling spiritually and emotionally.  My heart cries out for James
Chris Chronister Mar 2020
This was my favorite bear Cubs alliance
      Dunston, Sandberg, and Grace
Who almost did it, but were stopped by the Giants
      Dunston, Sandberg, and Grace
Mark was so clutch, Shawon sure could throw
      And Ryno of course was the main show
Spring words that could make me forget about snow
      Dunston, Sandberg, and Grace

©  Christopher Chronister
Written in the style of Adams' "Baseball's Sad Lexicon."  Growing up a Cubs fan in the 1980s, I wanted to write my version to speak about the players I watched in the 80s.  The Cubs had the best record in the NL in 1989 but lost in the playoffs to the Giants.
Chris Chronister Mar 2020
Confusion is what troubles me
What I am and what I can see
Blindness sometimes is what I feel
Knowing not what is real and unreal
I no longer feel the need to belong
The will that I have is one that is strong
To forever halt the pounding
The pounding in my head
And to finally see the beauty
The beauty of my red
Fear was once an enemy
But now it is my friend
And with the cold blue of my eyes
Does the color so nicely blend
Beautiful, beautiful red

© Christopher Chronister
I wrote this a long time ago to be used as lyrics for a conceptual project my friend was working on and I was writing the lyrics for him.  The lyrics are part of a story and not meant to be taken literally.
Chris Chronister Feb 2020
Helena means shining light
And that light was a guide when I was lost
Peacefully you lead the ones you love towards light
Purpose is the gift you keep giving those who surround you
Yearning to help the light shine so bright

Beautifully, you continually show caring
Irrevocably your love beams
Radiantly all around
Tenderness pours out glaring
Happiness through you has been found
Daily I am truly thankful to have you in my life
And proud to call you friend
Yet prouder still to have the honor to call you wife

© 02/10/20, Christopher Chronister
Chris Chronister Jan 2019
His visions are intrepid
Imagery his escape
Vanity is the mask worn
And pride is retaliation
Anger has consumed him
Hatred his solace
Revenge is what he seeks
Though his enemy is elusive
His eyes have been blinded
Illumination the latest fear
Beware the lonely one
For his tears are not revealed
In the dark

© 2019, Christopher Chronister
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