Mostly Tanka, Danka

No two are alike,
Everyone uniquely made
Chosen with purpose,
Reasoned for this very time;
God can create no mistakes.


Trouble has been here,
Afoot – and patience wears out,
I remain about;
Sometimes seems miraculous
Forbearance, continuance.


Think as wilt; you will,
And only right so to do;
No explanation
Tendered purchases acceptance;
Bathing in ashes costs a lot.


Cold the numbers count
Further down, touching private
Spaces oft unknown,
Generously sharing crumbs
Of living warmth all alone.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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