It is not far, removed,
Remote from me, no,
It keeps my company
Along the way, this, every day,
The fleeting grin asserts
Itself, now and again.
In the quiet, remove, I get by
With the creativity which
Survives every inconvenience
And fell assault of time
Because love assists each
Effort made to give way
To such new work, as may
Raise the spirits of those
Who chance encounter
Words ordered here today.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
The Prompted Positive Poetry prompt today is “Remote,” which I think I took another direction.
Haphazard Creative 