Journal Sparkles

Prompt: Only compare yourself to yesterday’s you, but try to determine a significant change in who you are. Create something that expresses your journey.

Always Thankful:
My lap desk arrived.
I was able to work more smoothly.
I scavenged around and found the correct part to repair MIGHTIER.
I vacuumed and swept the house.
I waste no lessons, though some wreck havoc.

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I am doing a Creativity Project for which I post at least once daily for the whole of 2021. I completed the challenge last year. I find these help build a body of work and encourage more significant improvisation. I encourage you to try something similar.

About “Priceless Heroes”

I mentioned that the poem, Priceless Heroes, was appearing in about 100,000 copies. There has been some feedback on it, which I think worthwhile to share.

The poem’s idea was to thank and sympathize with those medical personnel who have been on the front line throughout the pandemic.

I am grateful to be recognized for my poem.

I thought this was very special. Sometimes things come together better than expected. You can find the poem on the entry here titled, “Priceless Heroes,” or you can read it in one of the News & Views magazines. I am very grateful for the opportunity to do such work.

Always,
Jo Ann

Fourteen Words

There is a group on Facebook, of which I am a member, called 14 Words For Love. I do not often participate in the group because I have other things, but I played last night. These were liked, so I am sharing them here.

I hold in my heart
Love enough to continue
Living for today,
Tomorrow, yesterday.

Letters scrambled, words
Gathered, lines set together,
Becoming message,
Pointing forward toward love,
Light.

Prompt:
Restrictions can be challenging. Pick several words or colors to work with and create something.

Gratefulness:
Pizza
Sweatshirts
Finishing things
Small change
Amazon

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Love, Just Something Like

I sit at his side
Listening attentively,
Learning as we go,
Not what is thought, how we are,
Friends, even a wee bit more.
Knowing the pieces
Covered, before other worlds,
Holding such secrets
As might be misunderstood
If bared in the public square.
Not ordinary,
But nothing needs explaining;
The music continues
Spinning out careful magic
Who we are, we want to be.
Dreams become unreal
Still fulfilling unknown tastes,
Sorting out the problems, mess,
In time to leave the distress.
We cannot claim us
Yet, there is evident a bond,
Sweeter than loneliness,
A connection made in time
Outside the usual design.
Hope flutters tattered
Wings attempting beauty, flight,
A word soft-spoken
Is wind enough to lift dreams
Into possibility –
Knowing time the remedy,
Clarity, to foster focus
Bring all things together – alight.

Prompt:
Observe your emotional temperament, look at what is present in your life, do they agree? Create something that exhibits your findings.

Thankful Today:
When I woke up, it was 51 degrees in the house; I ran the logs, it is now 64 degrees.
I walked over 20,000 steps.
A tremendous variety of music is available for my listening enjoyment.
Chicken.
Chocolate.

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So It Is

The trees are now bare
Branches like fingers pointing
Out the emptiness
Of a sky bleached free without
Any pigment, adding soul.
Still in hallowed halls
Voices state more exists here
Than unreasoning fate,
Life is meant in love, faith, real
Enough to cite deep fortunes.
Us, never alone
Though feeling nothing describes
Our hearts time betwixt
One moment in company
Or darkness in hours apart.
A well of sky swells
Incomplete, because though there,
Stars cannot be seen,
Sun-drenched heavens obscure all
That remains, always being.
We, expecting more,
Find, however, hard we look
Somehow we are blind
Because experience steals
Our senses toward what we feel.
Even names in our dreams
Though given, known, lived – disperse
Into fog forgot
When eyes are closed, we are not,
But feelings of urgency.
On the ground, brown grass
Waits the awakening brought
By calendar turns
Where warmth swift begins, returns,
Like embraces of one beloved.

Prompt:
Words are love, life, the making of reality. Explore using creativity to express things you wish to see but hardly know. See how far you can stretch belief.

Gratitude:
I had a wonderful lunch with Richard.
I returned home.
Wookie had not wholly destroyed things, though she made inroads toward it.
Music, singing, dance.
Strawberry Crème Cheese Danishes.

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