Happy Mother’s Day

My Mom and I in July 1992. She was my bridesmaid that day; the most gorgeous I could have dreamed. Mom believed in me when I could not. She helped me when no one else would. She gave me the world because she taught me reading and writing.

The loss of her is incalculable. The times I need her are astronomical. I hope the Lord will give her a hug in Heaven and wish her Happy Mother’s Day for me!

My computer is being repaired. It is in desperate shape and will require time. I am posting from the tablet, and this may be it today. The week has been a series of disasters, praying things improve. I do not even have a working cellphone at present.

When beset by trouble, it will pass, good times will return.

When your tech goes beserk, it is well if you have redundant systems.

Short Musings

Conversation is
A lifeboat holding us safe
When storms run rampant.

It is not who we
Are, it is what we can share
That is meaningful.

Some things are so hard to explain, but the explanation means the whole world.

I have hundreds of little musings like this I have written on Social Media. I once tried to copy all the ones on Twitter, tired me out. I just make up stuff. I think a lot. Mostly I try to do haiku and tanka, but sometimes I just feel things. I wonder why I spend time on futility.

I have mentioned here before that those two forms are great warm-ups. You might try some when you are having a difficult time creating. A prompt if you need one.

I am thankful:

1. For unexpected gifts.
2. For education.
3. For pets.

4. For the ability to entertain myself.

5. For music.

I sincerely believe that gratitude gives a huge appreciation for what inhabits our lives and opens our boundaries for receiving more blessings. It has been my practice for a long time to write lists of those things for which I am thankful. I recommend you include it in your life.

This may be my only post today. I have some plans which I hope come to fruition. I am having challenges that are daunting. I sincerely hope they work out soon.

Whatever you do, chase joy. It will bless you with more happiness than you expect.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Ever On.

I always want images and color with my words, so I am experimenting with it a bit again. I, after all, once published a magazine.

Appointed

When you hold it in
The palms of outstretched hands
Remember how you
Thought LOVE, a most precious gift,
When first you recognized need
To welcome it here
Making the giver a part
Of your becoming
Owner of fond dreams, all things,
Grand offers life dispenses.
Never let it go –
Fade to the burned-out darkness;
Treasure the light LOVE
Shines even as days fly by,
For LOVE lifts us, undying.

*****

Explanation

Listening to music,
pondering life,
wondering about LOVE,
what it means,
what it does not.
Coming in on the side
of the angels with
belief LOVE is the meaning
of all and everything.
Of course, you should
know already, I believe
that bit of TRUTH.
Life can change in
a moment, the touch
of a hand, can reset
the best-laid plans.

*****

The explanation was a paragraph, and like everything lately, it morphed.

Love For All

Did you check yourself?
Are you sure of your safety?
Can you predict an end?
We may think we are certain
But then the questions begin.
Isolation,
Wraps like a hair shirt
Around the entire planet
Weighing like plate mail,
Suffocation of fond hopes
Near destruction of dreams.
Economics,
A broken-down jalopy
In an emergency lane
With a full tank of gas
But the motor will probably
Never have the energy to go.
Politicians,
Making erroneous
Decisions on policy
They should not command,
But who better to make the call
When bafflement has us all?
Love,
Can it be maintained
At a distance, quarantined?
It seems a puzzle
Everyone on our own, alone,
Our sanctuary not now home.
Learning,
Love all together
Simple relationships, hugs,
Smiles, sweet, friendly faces,
These give value to our world
Without which living is mean.
Love,
For all, each person
Has become evermore dear
Possibility
Of loss without fair warning
In a nightmare, wishing for dreams.
Persevere,
Nothing lasts forever
Love always wins in the end.
We have without doubt,
Survived worse and have methods
To help us get through the mire.
For
All, love is an answer
We have creativity
To send our kindness
Wherever the greatest need
And we shall triumph indeed.

I decided to use part of the last line of a recent poem as a jump in point and title for this one. Going to something previously written is often an excellent prompt. This took a life of its own. I was in no way planning a pandemic poem. I like the images. I hope you enjoy it too.