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Evening Revels

Whatever happened
To the ones who drifted by
Not knowing the names
Of the places once traveled,
But drinking the wine, despite?
Maybe the meeting
Of another changed the face
Of one, perhaps more,
Bringing smiles that sang loudly
Of happiness, shared bedrooms.
There may be others
Like the one in a blue suit
Who was returning
From a funeral wished not
To have attended, hopeless.
Reckon all these lives
Will little remember how
Each place held lilies
In  blue vases chased with gold,
If memory stays at all.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Prompt: What do you remember of a day several months ago? Create.

Turn Me In (Sedition)

I am an old-time
Rock-N-Roll, Church Gospel,
Contemporary Christian;
Blue jeans, Poet shirt, Writing geek,
Photographer, Artist, Designer,
Intellectual Property Rights promoter,
Who will give anyone my time of day,
Caring about each word you say.

I tend toward the Moderate,
Shoot straight down the middle –
I love deep, as oceans, wide,
Though it has been some years since
Someone stood by my side,
(All my own;)
I can write, edit, publish, design,
And you can find me reading
Most anytime – my interests
Cast wide: run beyond so many lines.

I like going fast – but enjoy
Doing things right, taking my time,
It is never unusual my words rhyme;
I have lived the bad and the swell,
More often, I choose good as better…
I love so much, so many,
And intensely dislike division –
I am a U.S. Marine Mom,
An American,
I will stand; my colors shall not run.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Shorts (haiku and tanka)

1.
The grass outside hides
A cave where our dreams reside;
Let’s shelter inside.
2.
Keep On
Pursue life and love
There are enough death and hate,
Keep forever safe –
From thought of our causing harm,
To these selves freely given.
3.
Who will carry us
When we have nothing to give,
Like Winter bare trees?
4.
Their desolation
Lies thick as whimpering pups,
Whose mother is lost.
5.
Say, “Hello, today!”
Yesterday has retreated
Leaving vacant space;
Tomorrow may not arrive
For us, uncertain alive.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Prompt – Do you haiku and tanka? So now, produce.