Fragments of Mind

I was up early and these doodles came out my noodle.

Morning comes chirping
Alive, rousing the senses,
Brightening the mind.

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Who we are is not
In question, when solving for
X one assumes Y.

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When given blessings
Beyond imagination,
God is no concept
His agency becomes real
As every footstep’s echo.
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You do not know,
I cannot tell you, but
The change is miraculous.
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Bad when you write in
Poetic lines without thought,
Lyric entrances.
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In case no one told
You lately, you are treasured,
A unique blessing.
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That fire you doused with
Gallons, the embers remained,
Caught and blazed again.
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I need you like waves
Need the shore to remind them
Here go, but no more.
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Sometimes people fail
To realize love has its
Own devices, it
Cannot be metered or
Taken out of its choice lines.
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What a miracle
Is a child who comes needing
You, but saves your life.
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Redemption is not
A one time process, daily
It becomes again.
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Doodling in words
Just finding this and that
In the attic blest.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
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Sound Enthused

Music is a straight-up
Drug with intoxicating
Emotional reach
Highly motivational
Potentially erotic.
The magic extends
Upon the open airwaves
Convincing people
Belonging is a birthright
Which is forever present.
Love arrives in tones
Familiar as breathless sighs,
Ebon lashes of closed eyes,
Harmony convinces these
Are uncommon mystery.
Melody does not
Shout anyone’s name and still
Far-reaching it grabs
Hearts it touches all the same,
Captive but free, each remains.
All are apt contained
Within the magic wrought frame
Of clef, note, staff, word,
Carried farther than ever,
Lyrics often repeated.
Voices, instruments –
Delight, enhance, entrance while
None ever wanders
Long from transporting power
Of songs become legacy.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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This picture was taken at the Georgia Aquarium. It is currently my desktop background. 

If music became
A picture, truth it might find,
In nature, sublime.

Make your days count for something, or you may find you only wasted time.

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Will Strives

We were trying to
Find our way back to normal
When we realized,
Normal was a place never
Seen in ordinary days.
See,
Things always veered
From high to low, in between,
We were never sure
What our day would deliver,
Even
The weather shuffled cards.
We learned promises
Were often kept with less stress
When we invested
Belief and trust in those who
Knew
Exact expectations.
Resolutions made
Were to love like tomorrow
Might not come, share what
We had, as best as we could,
Work
Better than yesterday.
Our futures may dawn
In measure, outside control,
But faith meets each day
Knowing the present moment
Will
Bloom as sunshine or rain.
There are only uncertainties;
We will shout for victories,
Buckle down in pain,
Tackle opportunities
Winning over and again.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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Tanka and Haiku (Again)

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Balancing Heaven,
Earth with kindness, love, prayer,
Know God’s blessings
Graciously bestowed upon
Us will always continue.

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Life is a blessing
Given every one of us
To cultivate love
Filtered by grace into each
Situation we may face.

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Music is living
The everyday, everything,
Holding loving hearts.

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Love is a challenge
We take eyes open, minds full,
Giving all we have.

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You are giving me
The heart to face life again,
A swan on water.

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Most believe life flows,
Wherever it must take us,
A breeze through treetops.

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When hope becomes all
You possess, nothing real much
Matters anymore.

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Extraordinary –
Alone, is a desert wasteland,
With you, a garden
Bountiful, delightful, lush,
We find ourselves, then others.

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I hope creation is going well for all of you. May you be blessed with inspiration.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan