We, a masterpiece,
Painted love upon the present
Never are erased,
Caresses full of ardor
Colored words our wild passion.
I believed in you
Long enough to breathe your life
Into what was mine,
Now we are never alone
Bound each to one another.
Fixed pieces within
A frame carefully cited
Who we are and may
Become on some future day;
Art skillfully executed.
The purse lies empty,
No one dares to refill it,
Because they want no
Part of its obligation;
Owning possibilities.
I cannot ever
Know because it is yours to
Take, to carry on,
But I love you – despite grief,
Which will not have you, the thief.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
If you wish, your prompt is to create things that demonstrate how you have reality in hand but are somehow outside it. Dare to be the freedom that expresses what is yours and yet beyond yourself. Life is a crucible, be the alchemy.
Haphazard Creative 