2020/Release

It is no wonder
Life goes as it sometimes does –
Our illusions meet
Head on with reality,
But we avoid the defeat.
We lift ourselves high
Above the troubles, surround,
Every moment, light,
Keeping the shadows away –
With faith, joy, love, kind service.
We choose happiness
When we see so much go wrong,
We help where we can,
When desperation dogs us
We outstretch our souls again.
Times may be harder
Than we care to like, but there
Is hope future days
Will hold a larger share of
Grace, possibly more delight.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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I think this year has been trying for most of us. Certain days can become gloomy. I thought perhaps this would inspire.

If you need a prompt, pick something out of the ordinary you are dealing with this year and create some work around it. As always, you may use whatever media appeals to your artistic sense.

I wish you well – with great prosperity and splendid blessings.

Excellent Zeal

The movement of stars
In the firmament of the sky,
Reminds me of how
Your eyes shine with radiance
When you express your passion.
What you are living,
What you love, every treasure,
That moves you to speak;
These things that inspire your heart
Stand with you against the dark.
Everyone has times
They shuffle away from where
Their miracles lie,
But I have seen you become
More than who you were before.
You have the lights turned
High on the goals you must seek,
There is no stopping
Until you find yourself complete
Your soul carries you everywhere.
Bathe in the fountain
Under the moon shining bright,
Know you provided
Encouragement needed to
Help others discover delight.
All who go this way
Live one with the beloved –
Those chosen and set
Apart, who exist in emotions
Deep, wild, free, called to create.
The movement of stars
In the firmament of the sky,
Reminds me of how
Your eyes shine with radiance
When you express your passion.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

So T’is

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.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

No Rust Here

Our halos fell off
Many long years ago, or
Perhaps never once
Were ours, here to wear, joy share;
Life is bizarre now, never
The things one expects,
Disorganized, time of plague.
Disaster movies
Did not well prepare us all;
Constant stress, no withdrawal.
Government, all states
Of confusion, shattered gates,
Disillusion where
Clear-eyed justice is sorely
Needed in citizens’ control.
Pandemic, if we
Can believe it, some less so,
Numbers rising much
Higher, how can anyone
Deny contagion, people die.
If you love someone
Do not hesitate to tell
How much you love, care,
For as these days go onward
We can on little depend
Even less believe
In temporal existence;
We lack any guarantees.
Still, God sovereign reigns,
Even in this mess, we find rest,
When we share our love
With those who need to know all
Is not lost, for together
We will build futures,
Shoring up the brokenness
Living better than before.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Currents

Being who we are
Accepting what we have
Knowing the best is yet,
Allowing the is to be;
Smiling moon above the sea.

We behave ourselves
Absent any monitors,
Children sufficient
For this time in history;
Eagle flies freedom, glory.

Looking we reflect
Decisions hastily made
Pain never erased,
We run into the sunset;
A slice, life remains to get.

What once we wanted
We hardly recognize now
Health we keep praying,
God becomes more real than day;
Every voice some thoughts convey.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan