"chronister" poems
Illustrative disregard is creating
Nervousness which controls my limbs
Fragmentary is the heart
Infected by a broken promise
Disrespect stings me
Elevating my pain
Loyalty has been compromised
Intrusion has enraged me
Trust slips into abandonment
Yielding to uncertainty
© Christopher Chronister. All rights reserved
Oct 11, 2013
Oct 11, 2013 at 9:37 AM UTC
Twenty-six times the bells will chime today
Tragedy lives where apathy is sought
Gazing outside I see no children play
Tears which we shed in a glass are now caught
The tears are now saved and we will have drink
Twenty-six times we have pain to swallow
Tragedy's cup compels fairness to shrink
And fragmented hearts embrace the sorrow
When the cup runs over we start to drown
On the sadness we invited to come
And jewels we place in tragedy's crown
Provide the reason we will mourn for some
As we choke on sorrow with awareness
Ponder the elusiveness of fairness
© Christopher Chronister. All rights reserved
Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 3:08 AM UTC
I try to remain calm
Simple conversation fuels curiosity
My focus is acute
I want to be reckless
I attempt to seem distant
I am hiding
Like a predator circling prey
I am waiting
Leaping prematurely could be costly
My hunger justifies risk
I want to be reckless
Outside influences
Compel me to behave appropriately
I am screaming
Secrets disguised with lies
I am hunting myself
I want her exposed
For I am exposed
I am vindictive
I want to pull and rip
S+rip her of shame
I am burning
I want to take her in front of the world
I want to be reckless
© Christopher Chronister. All rights reserved
Dec 9, 2013
Dec 9, 2013 at 5:25 AM UTC
*Movements become sensual while we dance
I am feeding my addiction again
Consistent eye contact creates a trance
Intoxicating escapes will begin
Our bodies act as if we are alone
My fingertips gently touching your cheek
Physical neediness is what I've shown
Sexua1 tension I actively seek
A continual hunger consumes me
I ache for clothing to cover the floor
Ice completes my gratification plea
As emotions are chosen to ignore
Ero+ic pleasure occupies my mind
Fighting the love my heart attempts to find*
© Christopher Chronister. All rights reserved.
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 3:49 PM UTC
Apathetically
Beautifully Callous
Distant
Elegy Frees Gradual Hesitation
Insecurity Justifiably Killing Love
Momentum Nullifying Optimistic Peacefulness
Quietly Relinquishing Shared Togetherness
Unhappiness Virtually Wills
Xeroxing Yourself Zymotically
© Christopher Chronister. All rights reserved
Dec 18, 2013
Dec 18, 2013 at 4:01 AM UTC
Pulling on wings
Slowly and delicately
I hear the screaming
Expressing my fears
I continue to pull
This hurts me
I hear the crying
My sadness is appreciated
This enables me to continue
I am feeding myself
I want to cut deep
I need this
Contradictions are my life
Duality defines me
I want to hurt you immensely
I want to be the only one
The only one who can heal you
I need you to love me
I am slowly dying
I want you to bleed with me
But I will feel guilty
I have pain to give
I will always try to hurt you
I will always love you!
© Christopher Chronister. All rights reserved
Oct 11, 2013
Oct 11, 2013 at 6:01 PM UTC
Friendship requested and accepted
Avoidance seems more accurate
Constantly, I see her green dot
Excitedly, I begin to type
Benevolently, she sends a message
Openness has given way to casualness
Obsessively, I cling to words
Knowing the outcome, I profess my feelings
Nervously, I await the check mark
Ever so eager for a response
Ritualistically, I keep reading my message
Voyeuristically, I scroll through her page
Obsession has me trembling
Uncertainty controls my mind
Stop is the one word response
Namesakes who cannot talk
Excessively, I look at old pictures
Silent cries are what remain
Seeing her online breaks my heart
© Christopher Chronister. All rights reserved
Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 2:44 PM UTC
An acclamation of perversity
Or the incarnation of independence
Incurable freedom will not suffer
The incursion of righteousness
For fulfillment cannot be appointed
A rebellion of self awareness
Unites against servitude
What is perceived to be
A proclamation of war
On virtue itself
Was a choice of freewill
And open defiance against
Restraint and confinement
Liberty always has been
And always will be
A cause worth fighting for
© Christopher Chronister. All rights reserved
Dec 17, 2013
Dec 17, 2013 at 8:28 AM UTC
Noticing more and more distance
Observing the rift created by changes over time
Slumbering through because it is what's expected
Thinking back fondly as reminiscing paints a smile
Avoiding differences when possible
Longing for a time that was simple
Growth has me feeling small
Ignorance would truly be bliss
Attempting to have love remain unconditional
© Christopher Chronister 11-4-2017. All rights reserved.
Nov 4, 2017
Nov 4, 2017 at 6:10 PM UTC
Exposing myself despite feeling fear
The cold night air is intoxicating
Conversation builds as frights disappear
The heart skips knowing what I’m awaiting
Dancing together the world seems to halt
Hand within hand and eyes locked as we kiss
This amazing free spirit I exalt
Tomorrow this night I will greatly miss
The night comes to an end with a soft touch
I want to freeze time stopping this car clock
These tender touches lead to yearning much
Your beauty creates feelings to unlock
After those brief moments of elation
I am longing for continuation
© Christopher Chronister. All rights reserved
Oct 13, 2013
Oct 13, 2013 at 6:25 AM UTC
With very few people out there speaking
It makes me wonder how many have prayed
Forgiveness is what I will be seeking
For the apathy that I have displayed
So many have fallen, some who were teens
But after all, death is so depressing
I continue with my daily routines
With the emotions I am suppressing
Now I feel like I am being hunted
I have become prey to my moral sense
With ghosts of the dead I am confronted
That I am uninvolved is a pretense
Thousands die as I watch a news story
My conscience hunts and I am the quarry
© Christopher Chronister. All rights reserved,
Oct 12, 2013
Oct 12, 2013 at 7:20 PM UTC
Beautiful day for visiting the lake
Summers in Michigan are terrific
Carefully treading for our friendship's sake
In thought my intentions are specific
Amazing spot for friends to assemble
Three in the water enjoying this beach
Temperature's cold, yet not why I tremble
You are so close but clearly out of reach
Brushing against you I know I want more
Friendly playfulness makes me yearn your touch
Realizing these emotions shakes my core
This friendly swim has me feeling so much
I listen to hear if my heart speaks true
I believe I could be falling for you
© Christopher Chronister. All rights reserved
Apr 25, 2014
Apr 25, 2014 at 4:47 PM UTC
I never wanted to fix anything
Observing your essence flow endlessly
Fixated at the ways your hair will fling
Transformation has occurred mindlessly
A fierce devotion which remains unseen
Visibility not being the goal
Any motives inside my mind are clean
Emotional releases I control
Purity does not equal completion
When I witness short beautiful cycles
I feel nothing stronger than devotion
And I abandon any recitals
Experiencing wonderful magic
Unrequited love is not so tragic
© Christopher Chronister 2016
Feb 28, 2016
Feb 28, 2016 at 8:21 PM UTC
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
Jan 21, 2019
Jan 21, 2019 at 7:03 PM UTC
She acts so cautiously
Like I am made of glass
I attempt to hide that it offends me
A smile appears to let her know…
It really doesn’t bother me
I casually explain that life experiences
Which otherwise wouldn’t have taken place
Are well worth her reason for being here
Despite past hardships I want her to see…
It really doesn’t bother me
We share a couple of forced laughs
And apologize for things
That happened a long time ago
I give her a friendly hug so she can feel…
It really doesn’t bother me
She departs like an old friend
I wave like I might think about her
But won’t mind that she is gone
I am hoping she accepts that…
It really doesn’t bother me
I come back inside and play with our dog
Then I give him a huge hug
As I stare over at my signature
I hold back tears as I convince myself of the lie…
It really doesn’t bother me
© Christopher Chronister Fall, 2014
Dec 12, 2015
Dec 12, 2015 at 1:53 PM UTC
Dear father please drink
Then you may say
That you have lost your way
More importantly, the ability to think
Excessive amounts of wine
Will make this all seem fine
You can deal with regret the next day
Still holding the excuse you need
Permission granted to plant the seed
Now shadow and man align
We were offered as a sacrifice
For hopes and dreams of paradise
It is us that you mislead
But let us continue and we shall stay alive
An extra turn as three becomes five
We are no angels and we will pay the price
The price of loving you dear father
Many moon gifts to you we honor
If we cannot be angels to you then we will strive
To make our very own
So we will not be left alone
Love your daughters
© Christopher Chronister. All rights reserved
Oct 17, 2013
Oct 17, 2013 at 3:03 PM UTC
A simple conversation creates laughter
And then we stare into each other's eyes
In that moment we are all that matter
Emotions transform as fear slowly dies
Tenderness in touching leaves us exposed
Gentle kissing ignites extreme passion
The hastened subsiding of fear has slowed
We commence to hide in our own fashion
Quickly, excitement gives way to distance
Physical and mental escapes combine
Togetherness switches to resistance
Real feelings are where we have drawn the line
Denial of anything to profess
Within the magic of a last caress
© Christopher Chronister. All rights reserved.
Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 6:33 PM UTC
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
Mar 2, 2021
Mar 2, 2021 at 7:10 PM UTC
Another holiday season is here
It’s this time of year I’ve felt so alone
Directly in the midst of growing fear
Is where an unlikely friendship has grown
This new relationship has no labels
But I notice I seem to smile more
Not looking for a love found in fables
It’s nice to have met a friend I adore
We both have our separate barriers
Yet, this season I am thankful for you
Despite our ways of handling pressures
My holiday message to you rings true
With care sans social media displays
Merry Christmas or Happy Holidays!
© Christopher Chronister December, 2014
Dec 12, 2015
Dec 12, 2015 at 1:59 PM UTC
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
Mar 18, 2020
Mar 18, 2020 at 1:53 PM UTC
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
Feb 10, 2020
Feb 10, 2020 at 5:18 PM UTC
Fairness dances away elusively
The brightest lights flicker, then turn dark
You are now an idea we cannot see
Limited by time, you still made your mark
Betrayal against boyish colored blue
Tragically, evil controlled the helms
When everyone you trusted has failed you
The sadness in your story overwhelms
Left without vision of who you will be
Abandonment of care was defaulted
When counting stops at merely twenty-three
Earthly justice appears to have halted
Where does real adjudication derive
In twenty-three months of being alive
© Christopher Chronister, 09/18/2018
Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 4:05 AM UTC
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
Oct 19, 2021
Oct 19, 2021 at 4:17 PM UTC
Refusing to catch a film with my dad
I had more important things to do then
Constantly arguing and being mad
Protecting the reputation of men
Not sure we ever forgave each other
For growing up and for getting older
Former best friends fighting under cover
An audacity to become bolder
A childhood of amazing memories
Which cannot be dismissed as nostalgia
Turned into teenaged years of fantasies
And an emotional diaspora
In struggling to be a better son
Being a father can help me be one
© Christopher Chronister 09/18/2023
Sep 18, 2023
Sep 18, 2023 at 5:27 PM UTC
Playing with the other children fights start
Mother left you to play for a moment
Forever weighing heavy on her heart
A shopping trip that two parents lament
Shyness prevented you from speaking out
When security told kids to disperse
Standing all alone with both fear and doubt
And tragically your story got much worse
Your tragedy drove a grieving father
To save other children who went missing
Legislation was passed in your honor
Nothing saddens like kids disappearing
With a lasting impact on a nation
Parenting changed from harsh realization
© Christopher Chronister 12-5-24
Dec 5, 2024
Dec 5, 2024 at 11:23 AM UTC