Probably No

It may be impossible,
But it does not
Give license
To turn
Away;
In fact,
It conveys
An even larger
Open opportunity
To embrace it with Love.

Prompt: What is Love inviting you to embrace today? Employ your Creativity to produce a form that may ignite hope in another heart.

When – Other Days

When – Other Days

Beauty
Arcs

Edging toward
What remains,
You

Elsewhere;

Like a missed
Kiss,

Undone by
Someone
Who could not

See

Togetherness
As our
Property,

Poetry.

Wretched
As one must
Be to
Suicide,

Living
To wake,

An absence;
You gone –

Forever –
Loving
Alone

In emptiness,
Desert.

You with
Who you
Found =
Enough.

Friction
Between our

Parts,
No sound;

Symphonies
Played strings
Streams –

Us –
Maybe
We could,

But someday

Death arriving

We will
See again

(Face to Face.)

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Friday, July 18, 2025

It might be that Summer is riding us at the bit, overwrought, needing a cool spray to recall our senses. Ah, Texas, I miss my woods. These days exhaust!

Prompt: What simmers alive with you now? Create something to evoke the tension in your audience. Share it if you wish.

I Am Grateful:

1. I have a library card.
2. I have settled routines (most times).
3. I have been journaling fairly regularly.
4. Creativity on tap.
5. Blessings despite trials.

Storms

We cannot forget
All the hurt now happening
But in dark, shines light,
Love’s generosity gives
More good in each, everything.
Storms can be deadly
But look closely, a blessing
Is often conferred
In midst of endless trouble
Heaven reaches down to Earth…
The soul is released
From pain’s harsh captivity
Given a fortune,
Window on eternity,
Become creativity.
The world with us much
Though we are not dead, conquered,
Prayer fills our being
We are apt words, spread pages,
Eternal Love in motion.
Gifts showered around
We, sudden overcomers
Through the Trinity
Holding us so capably,
Compassion obviously.
Storms may surround us
Still, God is our strong Fortress
Nothing destroys us
Though we may barely survive
Jesus calls once more, we thrive.
Our Savior’s great Love
Poured out, ample devotion,
We mightily held
Through storms, our sweet redemption –
Love given, great compassion.

Thank you for sharing your time with me. I hope you found something here you enjoyed. Please share a comment, follow, like, or share with someone else who might find value here.

May blessings always find you and your days be filled with dreams come true. God be with you!

Always and Evermore,
Jo Ann

Memory

We are all within
Package (universe) contained
God, our lives, sustains
Whether we acknowledge it
Is our choice and does remain.
How we recall is
Not exactly clear to us
But still is with us
From beginnings to endings
Come whatever, and it may.
Time is ineptly
Measured by the mind: moments,
Hours, days, months, years, lives
Slip past us, not lasting, fast;
Some are kept, others alter.
Who we are remains
Mystery in memory
Rewritten pages
Who are we to truly trust?
The answer is left to us.
The choice defines us
More deeply than surfaces show
And no one else knows
Between the soul and Spirit
Truth is only fully shared.
Memory written
In the Heart of Jesus shared
Forever in God.

Did you diagram sentences in school? Please answer in the comments.

Sometimes, I think poetry stems from some of those exercises as I recall them, at least in its form. I probably apply it in a haphazard, creative manner. Did you see how I did that? Of course, you did. You are precious and worthy of favor.

I love you! I appreciate your taking time to read this post. I thank God for you.

I am grateful:

1. There was trash to take ou;, it means we had food to eat.
2. You read this post; it means I wrote something today beyond my journal.
3. I went for a walk outside even though it was hot here.

Prompt: Write about your concept of memory. Share if you wish.

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Catching Up A Little

I am sharing journal pages written over a few days.

There are pages in between these I open to you, Dear Born. Some of them are too negative to allow here. Things have been in turmoil.

Prompt: I have been experimenting. Your turn, try out something new. If you wish, 😉 share it with the world. I did, and you can, too.

Someone invited me to write a book with them, stay tuned, and we shall see what happens. Fear, with some of my paranoia, comes calling when I think of the project.

Gratitude List

I am thankful:
1. I have supportive friends and family.
2. Love exists.
3. The Lord God created such an exquisite world.
4. We are creative.
5. There are safe harbors to be found in times of desperation.

Maybe you have things you are grateful for as well. When we look around, there are so many things we have now that were once only dreams. Perhaps you can make a list.

Thank you for the generous gift of your time. If you found something here that touched your heart ❤️, please follow, like, mention, and share.

May Love be your chaperone wherever you go and whatever you may do. God be with you eternally.

Always and Evermore,
Jo Ann

Artful Haiku & Tanka

Showing…

I doodle when I am trying to soothe myself. What do you do when you need to reach calm?

Everything today converged to make getting things done difficult.

Sometimes plans run amok, I lack necessary control. Do you ever get lost in things and time slips on you? It often occurs to me that despite efforts to the contrary I am floating unanchored. Only the present exists and it is an area wild. Who holds it? God, I suppose, but does He cede the reins that each of us drafts our activity? Live life alive sweet subtle self 🌟 serene.

I am a creative and I appreciate some of AI functions. However, when it downright changes my words, I want to dismiss it entirely.

One reason I persist in doing much of my work by hand is keeping AI out of creation. I want my voice, not some sanitized spiritedness.

Anyway, I hope you have checked in with yourself ☺️ today. It is essential to be kind in your dealings with yourself. Self-empathy allows you a more even attitude with others.

Sometimes, typing puts me in a wholly estranged space of creation. It can be a good thing. I lighten up a little. Finding myself suddenly thrust into a sky high attitude I lapse into calm.

Prompt – Try several modes of creating: text, handwritten, art, graphic design, photography, or otherwise. Examine how your mood may change. Decide if you appreciate the differences.

Thank you for spending time with me. You are vital. Your input can influence. If you wish, comment, like share. Be involved, help evolution and revolution.

Peace be your companion and creativity enlighten your hours. Do, be, keep going. Never give up! Quitting is 🚫 not your pathway! Success beckons; press on.

Busy bees buzz bushes…