Dabbles Everywhere

Once, much like peasants
Left in the desert’s harsh sun,
Now, relief may come,
Though through no action our own
But many blessings given.

We have today, now,
Tomorrow a hopeful dream
May become our truth.

Breaking foamy waves
Shining lit by sparkling sun
New hope, dreams begun.

Valleys of shadow,
Mountaintops of brilliant sun,
Our journey goes on.

So fragile small hope
Then God broke heavy shackles –
Setting love to life.

Desolation of heart,
Soul, feeling, and character,
Taught us to follow
Love, leave division, unite –
Within freedom’s holy light.

I will sing my love
As a cry and a quiet prayer
And dream my dream true.

Fear may trouble us
Doubt may torment sunny days,
But it is okay
We are overcomers all,
Our hearts are brave, bearing love.

The gifts, more than cost,
Bestow happiness forthright
Love, we are for life.

Dear Lord, please provide
For us, Your gracious blessing,
Help us not to fall.

Prompt
When one writes short, many things can be covered independently. Try your hand at haiku, which are counted syllable poems of three lines with counts of 5 – 7 – 5. If you care to, do some tanka as well, the syllable counts are 5 – 7 – 5 – 7 – 7. These short forms are good exercises to prepare the voice for more extensive verse.

Gratitude Now
Listening to my favorites, The Rolling Stones, in live shows streamed from YouTube.
Spending time with Richard when I did not wish to be alone.
Catching a nap.
Coming home so I can Rock.
My ice-maker.

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The bells may ring, people sing,
For hope’s return and love’s dawning,
The sounds of what may be freedom.

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It Is A Historic Time

Some days are a fevered pitch of defeat and glory. Today was one such. I did not want to be alone, and I got my hope. I spent last night and today in my Happy Place with Richard, who challenges me to be more than I think I can be.

We did not miss a thing sitting at the tables, viewing events on a projection screen. Much of the day was moving, and sometimes in contrary ways.

We laughed riotously at unpredictable surprises and were moved deeply by others.

Change is, nothing remains the same. As a people, we must look forward and let the past collect its debts in time as is its due. I am thankful the day did not descend into chaos as was so recently the case.

I had clam chowder for the first time last night and again this evening. As I have mentioned, he cooks for me. I spent some time doing the things I would at home, reading on my tablet, and being a wastrel on my computer. He did some work, and I could distract him if I were near.

So many times, we put our hope in personalities and people. Perhaps we should recognize that over everything is the Lord who holds every destiny. Life is a gift, and we must spend each second carefully.

I have a few goals toward which I am working. I am not calling them resolutions because I expect to work on them as long as I am. One is trying to build a reservoir of self-confidence; this is sorely lacking in me. Richard suggests I do another thing, not worry about what others think about me because it is not my business. The other; just be myself and love as much as I can in any way I can.

My son, Alex, in a picture, taking a picture.

Prompt
On a day like today, we have endings and beginnings; what can you personally undertake to improve your existence? Create something on such a theme.

Gratitude Today
The transition that occurred in our nation today was peaceful.
Richard avoided a disaster.
I proofed a magazine overnight.
Music is such consolation.
I did this even though I would like otherwise.

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Errant Lines

It may change nothing
When I tell you, “I Love You,”
But my heart bleeds true.

When death takes someone
And shackles a living heart
To lingering loss
It is, and over-felt, cost,
Touching the ones left alive.

I am the swift ghost
Too quick for you to see past
The things you condone.

Why is it I want
The things I cannot obtain?
Life remains worthwhile.

You gave me passion,
A desire to chase after,
Love left unobtained.

You always turn up,
A memory I still keep,
Troubling my sleep.

Is the gift given
Something positively real,
Or something I feel.

My dear, I do give…
I wish I could somehow show
You all your meaning.

Whatever we did matters;
It taught us to create love
Everywhere, every way, now.

It is no cheap thing,
But an increasing need
In the real world: LOVE!

Sad songs, puppy dogs, and pictures,
To recall when you could not go on.
Yet here you are, and the memories
Are why you have the moment which
Provides all the happiness you never
Believed would be yours this time.

It is, forever shall it be, despite me.
I am a minnow in a vast lake
With no way to understand
Everything outside of me.
So many things try to swallow me.
Life is brief; love is never free.
My heart is a difficulty,
It encompasses everyone with me.

Hitch a ride over
Mountains, hang an anchor on
A star; be, you are.

Today’s Prompt: Attempt some brief stream of consciousness works. Try to capture a feeling, encouragement, inspiration, or statement of the world as you see it.

Gratitude Today
Alex and I had lunch at Buffalo Wild Wings.
We hiked the trails at SCSP.
I took photos I like with my friendly little camera.
I wrote most of the above shorts in the middle of the morning/night.
I wore my “Be Your Own Muse” sweatshirt, which is one of my favorites.

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Love, Love, Love

Do you know you are
Love, Love, Love from somewhere,
Not here, but above?
Everyone you are becomes
Instrumental bringing light.
Quit hiding in fear –
Stand up, be yourself, always,
The Love you hold is
World-changing, a beacon, guide to
Bring others into happiness.
Stand firm and believe
You are a gift from eternity,
Sent with a purpose
You are meant to transmit to
People you touch, Love for everyone!
Love never ends; it transcends
All the differences, if allowed
Love will work, changing all lives
It touches, so be quick to move
Into wherever, companioned, however,
Carrying Dreams, Faith, Hope, Love
To those who stumble, where darkness,
Despair reign because you are a transform
Sent to revive hearts, minds, souls
And call each life to love shared
From beginning to unknown forever.
Stop criticizing who God made you,
Stop letting doubt, fear, insecurity
Destroy you; negative thoughts
Are lies sent to cage you,
Because with belief, courage, you may
Help set the wounded captives free:
You are a precious agent of Love.

Prompt: Create something that effects change in our world through the power of loving intention. You are a miracle and wonder, be who you are.

Today with Gratitude
I have clothes.
I have steaming running water.
Sometimes the ideas come easy.
Day 16 of this year’s Creativity Project almost complete.
God is great and always good.

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Always,
Jo Ann

Busy

The cat is Goobi, Alex’s cat, who has returned here after about three weeks lost.

Alex has introduced me to the Amazon Original show called The Expanse. I enjoy watching it with him. He chose to stay a few more days, which I love.

There were several hours spent in copy editing today.

Prompt:
Take a photo, or write a scene that under some circumstances is common, but in an instant, is very special.

Gratitude Today
Proofing the magazine.
Seeing my poem on one of the pages.
Having Alex here.
Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream.
Rotisserie Chicken.

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Nothing lasts forever
But the things we do with love,
Those are never erased
And they are reason enough
To stay in the fight for life
Until the very end.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan