Creative Offer

Broken,
A meager crust
Of bread on a platter;
My offering is before
You, from my heart, given,
Hope attempting to inspire,
Make
You step out, away,
From what dampens your roar,
Introducing sparks of
Creativity –
Drawing you into dawning,
The being you could become.
Even
As you turn away
Suddenly unimpressed,
I search my agile brain
Believing
I can bring you something
More like your desire,
Perfection –
Which might convince you
To believe in yourself
Knowing you have everything
Needed
To go after all those treasured
Dreams you hide behind half-smiles,
The prizes which belong to you.

Belong

The magic, romance,
As the clothes fall to the floor
A flush quick-rising
Paints smooth cheeks, open desire,
Hearts twined speed in beat, aglow.

Hardly able here
Now to stand apart, longing,
For warm arms, embrace,
Fully evident, high hopes,
Are revealed, alive, and real.

The words, the music,
Stolen moments, shared pastimes,
Have framed the structure –
Sound, fit, full of love, alight
Passion fashioned for delight.

Freedom together
Bonding, each kiss, touch, whispered,
“I Love You,” into
Places only two can go;
Belonging like never known.

I made this poem of conjoined tanka. I enjoy working with counted syllables.

Prompt: Explore a scene with an eye to creation.

Gratitude:
Freshly washed clothes
Hope
Faith
Understanding
Comfort

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May worthy dreams come true for you.

Gifts Given

Day bleeds into night,
Dismissing darkness, nightmares,
Nothing unknown seems;
We stand formidable still
Courageous love, we instill.

We are all precious
Treasured in adversity,
Shining fixtures placed
With love fully embraced as
We are in reality.

Different – skyborne
Galaxies – with miracles
To share giving hope,
All is, ever shall be well,
We create much of our fate.

Holding each other
With full capacity of
Kindness, love, respect,
Reveals the heart of wisdom
Fulfilling hopes, making dreams.

Who we are always
Inspires cause to celebrate;
We – answered prayers –
Raised in ancestral days,
Pitching tents in paradise.

Prompt: Who are you? Who are we? Create…

Gratefulness:
Jelly Bird Beans
Chocolate Bunnies
Bananas
Pudding
Bagel Bites

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Everything here, on Haphazard Creative and Chronicles, is
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan.

Beware

The depths,
Negativity,
Lay a plaque
Upon those
Chambers
Where love
Resides
Within
The heart,
Causing
Blockages
In feelings;
Compassion,
Kindness,
Trust;
Hindering
What may
Become
Of Passion.

Prompt: Jump! Link things that seem distant in meaning and create something.

Gratitude:
Creativity
Warmer days
Home
Conversation
Meeting goals

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Potentially

It is not the thing,
Which means so much, potential
Is the fascination,
The good anticipated
Drives continual collection.

Each grain of knowledge,
Volumes read, pages written,
Words captured, stored away,
Images made – frozen motion,
Time caught today, any day.

Creation flowing,
Exploring, knowing, showing,
Voicing, acting, playing, becoming,
Not a thing, but an expression
A transcendence, beyond gone.

Everything we live
Everything we do enriches
How we create, make,
No energy ever wasted –
All things begin in love.

We are containers,
Sustainers, joiners, remainders,
Adventurers who
Generate from around us
The fabric of reflection.

We reach to other hearts,
Who may understand the journey,
While many miles may
Separate us; togetherness bonds
Us in love’s companionable joy.

Prompt: We are all living lives differently; create something in witness or celebration.

Gratitude
Milk and honey.
Warm covers.
My command station.
Email.
Supplements.

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