Category: Ideas

Forms in Expression

Those of you who knew I was following prompts earlier this month may wonder what happened. Often I try to pursue things, and my creativity goes, “Aw Nah, this is not doable. Pick another design.” So I am set back on my own devices. My originality does not like to conform. So, there you go if you had a thought about it.

Today, I have little short forms.

1.
What tomorrow holds
Today can only guess, not know,
Each moment bestows
Its own opportunity
For those who choose to grasp it.

2.
Love may strike and steal
Hearts captured in a net of
Passion and desire.

3.
Voices whisper small
Secrets guarded by delight
As love takes today.

4.
Twilight ambles near
Relinquishing the sunlight
As shadows dance, play.

5.
The words unspoken
Almost slip smooth tasty
Off the tongue but
Instead are swallowed burning
Feeding hunger’s inferno.

6.
What we never ask
Always remains a question,
Gifts may fade away.

7.
Life is a palace
Filled with grandeur and delight,
But sometimes it hides
In the tedium of mundanity,
We invest in happiness.

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© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Hold Control

There is no control
I can place to stop feelings,
I feel, when we speak,
What I want is transparent,
Yet it never fades away.
I belay my tongue
Short of saying how I feel,
Not trusting in me
Because the past did not go
According to my best plans.
Still, I harbor hope,
And believe love does exist
Even as I wait.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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Him & Me

God is…
I wonder who I am
When I am here left
Alone to find my way through
These days where I cannot depend
On anything or anyone as in the past.
God is…
He says He is the Way
He says Jesus died for me
He says He will never leave me
He says no matter, I belong to Him
God says He loves all sinners, even me.
God is…
In Him, my life is found
In Him, grace forever abounds
In Him, there is hope for a future
In Him, there is strength for this day
I exist because the Lord chose to love me.
God is…
There is no mistake
He is the Truth and the Life
He is the reason I still survive
He hides me in Love when I am lost
He brings me safely through unto himself
He is the Resurrection, Proof, and Testimony
He is Eternity, and to Him, I cling in everything.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
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Canine Verbs

I know the dog has
No words,
But the Wookie talks.
When I got back up at three
After sitting reading in bed,
She frowned at me, those
Brows knitting, thunderclouds.
When I began working the trash
Her tail tucked tight to her belly,
Her eyes wept, and she dropped
Her regal head down low;
See, she has a terror of trash bags,
When I snap one to open
She hides.
I do not know the reason why,
But she is a rescue so
Whatever might be,
I try to make clear that bags are safe,
But I am not sure she sees
Even humans taking that space.
She has settled now
Under the table at my feet,
Wookie and Tribble love
Times I sit down because
They can nestle close with me.
I think them extraordinary dogs
To adapt to someone like myself,
My canines bring such happiness
In their being, doing, living.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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