Fey

Like fire on water
Warming skin and blood, a touch,
From you puts spirits
Racing, needing, wanting more
All the love given, returned.
I never thought to
Feel this way with anyone
Who entered my life
At this latter date, mistake,
I am now yours completely.
I fear, I do, much
For I can be fanciful, wild,
A bit of chaos in some days.
I turn scared, wither, at words
Not meant to elicit pain,
Only bring cool calm to bear;
How I try to be a pool
At peace, when I am an ocean
Stirred, waving, crashing to shore.
Silly me, I do not even
Seem to know myself these days,
When with you, no longer am I
A quiet shade haunted,
Fading, passing fast away;
I become a passionate creature
Living moment to moment
Fully alert, indubitably alive
Always anxious to be with you.

He calls me an Agent of Spiraling Chaos. Only with him, but then again, I am uncertain. I get excited when people are with me. I just love everyone. I spend too much time alone.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

As a prompt, use a whimsical word or phrase to describe a part of your life. Let it lead you into whatever creation you wish to undertake.

What is a nickname you might give yourself or have been given? Can you derive creation from it?

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A Tanka

The morning turns its
Golden face upon us all
The One – human race,
Settled here in warmth and light
Under perpetual care.

Tanka is a fun and simple form, a five-line syllabic with counts: 5 – 7 – 5 – 7 – 7. I enjoy them a great deal and suggest if you have not, that you try your hand at creation, Traditionally, they are about nature, but I am not married to that aspect. I often string them together as stanzas in longer poems.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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2020.07.01 Sinbad resized

America, oh America

Step lively all you
Support our brave America
Come forward and stand
For love of every people
Let not your heart turn aside.
Trouble is brewing
Strife is almost everywhere
Something we must do
However, you are leaning
To your convictions, be true.
Vote! Let us not fail,
For the love of our country,
Make sure your ballot
Is cast surely as best you
See fit, further freedom’s ring.

Will you, dear reader, do
What you should needfully do?

Remember, Do You?

Do you recall the first time
You realized all the world
Depended on no single thing,
But other hearts needed you
Enough to boost hope and reason
For continuing beyond those
Times love given seemed less
Than what might be wanted?
Remember pulling a smile
From the aether and laughing
Because crying was much too cruel?
When you won your big thing,
Do you remember thinking
Of all the small stuff sacrificed,
And wishing with a lurch,
You had those along with the glory?
Remember the kiss you thought
Meant the world and forever
And somehow all your dreams
Faded like the rosy pink in
A Summer’s sky at the end
Of an utterly magical day?
Do you recall how everything
Seemed so hard and you thought
Of giving up, but someone had
Faith to tell you how you could do
More than you thought possible,
That you were capable beyond
Your belief and you pulled yourself
Up together and conquered defeat
Sallying on to succeed tremendously?
Remember the darkness cannot
Overcome the vision of light
Captured in a moment
Needed to set the flame in
Motion to take back now
And claim the past and forever.
Remember, remember, do YOU?
Do you recall that no matter,
This is your life, and you are able,
Able to survive because you are
Here now and have come so far,
In the present, you can go further,
You can take possession of success.
Despite negatives facing you
Your life is precious and may thrive?

Memory is a poignant tool at times. If you need inspiration, drop a line in your past and see what you pull up. Maybe you could use the above questions and statements to set you on your way. Life is abundant beyond our cognizance, and there are so many dreams we have accomplished.

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Covid-19, I Have Questions

Ladies, Gentlemen, Others,

I am curious about your experiences during this world-wide pandemic. Have any of you tested positive or recovered from the virus?

If that is not your experience, are you in isolation most of the time?

When you go into the public, do you mask and observe social distancing or no?

Have your daily routines significantly changed, as in working from home versus in an office? If this is your present, do you intend to continue after the crisis is past?

Have you suffered significant financial impairment due to the situation? Is that situation rectifying itself with time, or is this becoming a morass?

My experience is I have not been tested nor recovered from the virus. There is no reason to believe I have had it. I have been in isolation for the majority of the time. When I do go out, I wear a mask, and I avoid going out without my mentor as much as possible. Most of my routines have continued as usual. I did lose a month of copy editing, and though the publications have resumed, they are less robust to some degree, which affects my editing hours.

I should like for things to become more comfortably routine, and I hope your times are pleasant going forward.