Inquiry Into Idiosyncrasy

Sometimes I wonder
Being a curious sort,
Do we know people
Or do we know them only
As we imagine they are?

The explanation
Of how we wrap others up
In our thoughts, hopes, dreams,
May explain relationships
Being awkward to maintain.

When the hologram
Stored with mental notes in mind
Is inaccurate
Compared to the true person
Acting out in present time –

Worlds begin to clash
Configurations may crash,
Curtains pull away
We are all left gaping on
The bare stage; reality.

Perhaps endeavor
To better acquaint ourselves
With who we may be;
Encourage others to see
Us in actuality.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

2020.05.28 Rain Coated Bloom

As a prompt, can you relate something out of the future or fiction to some mundane question and create a work that embodies it? There, you have your assignment, go multiply your thoughts, and enhance your talents.

Four Pages

Including front and back, I have four more pages in this journal. If you journal or keep a notebook, you may know what that is like. As I get closer to the end of the book, the excitement begins. I want to rush, so I can retire this journal. Put paid to all the pages, what I accomplished, and those things I left undone.

It may seem silly, but it has always been this way for me. I try hard to stay with one notebook to completion, but it becomes a test of will. This has been an eventful journal. It has seen me through the Coronavirus Isolation and surprises unexpected.

Often what you see here is birthed in the pages on which I write by hand. Sometimes those thoughts are edited as they are transcribed, and often, they come straight up.

I recommend journaling to creatives as a safe place to percolate what you wish to make. I go back and find the books I was reading had an influence; my health told my page count, who and where I visited showed up in lines I might only realize at a distance. You can keep a line by line journal, a creative journal, a gratitude journal, or anything other and combination you choose. I do believe it will increase your output due to the many ideas that will make your acquaintance there.

I doubt I make 56 posts on Haphazard Creative for May. I have fallen a bit behind. A lot is going on just now in my reality. I have been busier than I have in some time.

At least, I will finish my journal. I have to choose a new one. That will be a difficulty, there are many here. Maybe I will call on you all for advice. Do you like things like this? Ah, you may consider it so much useless la-te-da, it is okay. We are not all alike, and it is to our advantage that way. The differences in us make us more beautiful gifts to each other.

I should get a reading list up sometime soonish. I keep a separate journal for reading books. Amazon is pushing for me to go back to GoodReads and also to do reviews, they can ask, I think I am not doing. I will do reviews of the most sketchy kind on here.

Well, I think I should go. I hope you have an evening filled with joy, and whatever most pleases you.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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When Becoming

Inside the self where
All the thrust resides and builds
As hunger occurs
There hide those sweet, warm pleasures;
The keeping of life throughout.
Facilitating
Creativity we each
Stand sometimes alone,
But loneliness is a free
Boundary designed to transcend.
Heaven’s gates not far
From we who contemplate soft
Sounds of quiet taste
Recommending love every
Cell can fully share abroad.
We do not succumb
To the devices some others
Place before our face
We react as freedom’s agents
Giving of the things needed
That all everyone
Has to accomplish aided
Each along varied paths
Reaching together we come
Into the lightened place
Where dreams are made our full truth
And love nurtures us.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Monday, May 25, 2020

Notes in Line O5/22/20

The face you can see
Is an open window to
The heart, mind, and soul,
But when you turn, walk away,
You block out the light of day.

*******

Maybe I cannot
Walk today because of pain,
But if I must crawl
To come beside, with, you here
It will be small price to pay.

*******

No one loves me, you,
As does the Savior who gave
Up Heaven for us,
Giving His life, sacrifice,
To buy us eternity.

*******

What seems so simple
Is the love finally found
Within friendship bound.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Sometimes I have things leftover in my journal that for some reason I did not share. These are some of those.

No Advice

It is not another’s to tell us
How to live our lives
The things we should do,
But facts attest that love
Is a gift which makes
Everything easier to survive.
When there is a hand
To hold in stormy weather
We stand more resolute,
Stronger than when walking
Through troubled days alone.
Maybe no one can carry
All the burdens we bear,
But conversation sometimes
Helps explore facets of reality
We need to more clearly see.
Love supports us every second
Transports our hopes, prayers;
Friends, family, those who know us
Best, help us nurture our dreams
Reach for the achievements
Which bring us to the places
Where we accomplish those
Wonders accepted with amazing
Gratitude because we recognize
Without those standing near
We could never get anywhere.
The great love we receive
Our hearts on our lonesome
Cannot begin to feel or reveal,
So should LOVE come a fresh-faced
Hello, though it is a smile riddled
By surrounding lines of years,
Or smooth as a freshly painted layer,
Remember the bodily wrappings
Are a matter much less than
The tender gift of a heart
Timely in approach and giving.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

2020.05.24 Flowers from Sams edited