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It all falls apart,
But even so, it all still
Comes back together;
Troubles happen all over
It is tough out on the street.

Ask George Washington,
Or maybe Mister Franklin,
Both will tell you, right,
There are seldom problems new;
People contain disturbance.

Peace does continue
Within the sheltering walls
Where love maintains sway
In hearts unafraid to be
Generous, caring, and kind.

Humans have courage,
Will to express such feelings
As cause gentleness
Sharing the core of being;
An unconditional love.

When it all seems lost,
Hope appears nearly vanquished,
Never despair, quit;
The storm cannot ever hold,
Love rushes back like lightning.


I have written a great deal more than this latest poem today. I seem to be in a productive place. I am enjoying the flow of words and ideas.

I am grateful:

  1. There are inspiring books upon which to feast.
  2.  I remembered the pie.
  3.  I emptied a cabinet that contained Mom’s medicines.
  4.  Reba called, even though it was late.
  5.  I have choices for a replacement notebook when this one I have is full.
  6.  I have become somewhat fond of Classical Music.
  7.  I paid the bills without running entirely out of money.

As a prompt, create something with a downtempo theme which then you raise to inspirational heights. Do not allow the doldrums to overcome. You are blessed, share your plenty through your art.

Thank you for visiting Haphazard Creative. I hope you will follow the site by clicking the button, or come back when opportunity allows. Comments are always welcome, as are questions. God Bless and Keep You, Every Day, Everyway, Always and Forever.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Smithereen Repair Technician


I have to keep it,
The mind arranged, strict in line,
Or else it goes to
Those unwanted places where
I lose myself, becoming
A prisoner I abhor.

I choose to be creative,
A person of images,
Made up of shining ideas,
But it is a persona
I buy by trading my soul,
Its price rich, it cost dear.

Words entrance and romance me,
I think I am free, but it
Is an illusion cast by
The fact I refuse to quit,
I survive, never give up,
Still, days try to destroy me.

I did not have a dollar
To purchase you a sweet rhyme,
Seems writing poems does little
Toward paying the bills, but hey,
It is okay, I can create
Something out of nothing, yet.

I have been doing that trick
So long I could compete with
David Copperfield, oh say,
Do you remember him, still?
There was a time I tried to
Become a magician, nope.

I think I am wandering
I wonder if you will follow,
There are dirt roads, highways, streets,
With hidden music, buried treats,
A jewelry box of sparkling gems,
Trips to work out at the gym.

I guess I will tie this up
Make raw ends meet and let you
Go away in pieces, peace,
Because such tragedy
It would be for you to be
Caught in my menagerie.

I am grateful:

  1.   I went to the meal at church and prayer meeting.
  2.   I can read.
  3.   I can maybe write.
  4.   I gave three throws away.
  5.   I have some fantastic ink pens.
  6.   I got a haircut Sunday.
  7.   My shower was hot.
  8.   I kinda like that poem out of nowhere, but then they all are, just that one is tricky.
  9.   The random card I pulled for the picture had good ones.
  10.   Doing this has lifted my spirits. I hope it makes you happy too.

Especially when things are incredibly rough for me, I count my blessings. It always amazes me what I have and things I have done. If you have not tried it, set aside at least one day per week that you make a list of thankfulness, some do it on Thursday. Thankful Thursday helps you see what the week has brought you and sends you into the weekend with a renewed sense of how fortunate you are.

For a prompt, the poem above is a one-off, I wrote it here without thinking it out or knowing where it would go, you do something similar. Put yourself on the spot to create something out of nothing. That is actually what all original art is, an instance of the imagination run wild.

I want to encourage you to consider whether you are true to your creativity. Do you allow your imagination to take over and carry you to wherever it will? Do you read extensively to feed your mind with ideas that challenge you and then percolate into new creations? Do you get enough downtime? Do you go places where life embraces you and engenders love in your heart?

Thank you so much for visiting Haphazard Creative. I hope you gained something from the experience. There is a follow button you may make use of, or just come back as you can. Do try to employ your creativity as often as possible, it works for more than just arts and writing.

While you are out in our crazy world, take care. Share your love at every opportunity. God Bless and Keep You, Always.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

A Missive to Self & Others

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As a prompt, when you are tempted to emit a negative thought through speech, instead look around you and express gratitude for something in your environment. Maybe even write down several things. Start a positive revolution.

The world needs ambassadors of positivity. So many have become low on hope, deprived of security, afraid of abuse. You and I are on the leading edge of restoring confidence, love, sanity, and peace. Now is the time, we are the agents of change.

I am grateful:

1. I am now officially church photographer.
2. I have been writing a little more.
3. The fudge mint cookies are nearly gone and will stop adding to my poundage.
4. The groomer is to come today.
5. Package.

Thank you for visiting Haphazard Creative. You are a pleasure to my heart. If you wish, follow the site by clicking the button, or come back when possible. Play your favorite song and try to carry the feeling it gives you through your day. Be safe, but cherish the wildness that makes you a force to reckon with.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

We live in interesting times

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My times are in your hands. – Psalm 31:15

We live in difficult times. All around us the world seems to have gone insane. This is the time for us, as the people of God, to step out of our complacency and the shadows concealing our faith. We must let the light of Jesus Christ shine through us. We are challenged by our Lord to speak and work against injustice and hate. Our mission is to reach out bringing change, not with anger and strife, but with generosity, consideration, kindness, meekness, and agape love.

Ours is not to fight and cause a scene, ours is to bring stability and peace to situations and moments where our actions and words must be Christlike to be effective.

We are ambassadors of Jesus empowered by the Holy Spirit to bring renewal to a lost and dying world through the Gospel’s revelation of the Lord. We are to be the living Gospel through words and deeds that cause the lost to turn from error and find the love of God. To foster a resurrection of the people who are in need, we must be wise through the study of the Word and attune our hearts to tenderness and love with the help of the Father. This is a time in which we can make an impact through Christ’s love.

Monday, January 15, 2018


Prayer of Acknowledgement

Dear Lord, remind us
Even in our trials, troubles,
We live in a dream,
Compared to others whose loss
We can scarcely comprehend;
A child taken too early,
A home completely destroyed,
An accident with high cost,
Let our hearts fill with such love
That we find strength to comfort
A world in need of Your touch
Let us be Your hands to soothe
And give us Your words of life
That all may know You, Jesus.

Tuesday, January 16, 2018


Clinging to The ONE

Sometimes, and then again,
There is Jesus. He is
My HOPE when all is working 
Against me. When my despair
Is deep, He is my LIGHT.
When I am bright atomic anger,
He is there, a refreshing STREAM.
Jesus is the MUSIC leading
My heart to sing new songs.
When I am rejected, resented,
Shunned, He is my dearest FRIEND.
When the world falls apart
Jesus is the FORCE holding
My life, body, soul, spirit, together.
There is no other who can bring
COMFORT when I am at wit’s end.
Almighty God, He anoints me.
Though I am shattered,
I will praise Him still.

Wednesday, January 17, 2018


I hope your week has gone well. I encourage you to nurture your creativity and use it to share love with a world so badly in need of encouragement, assistance, understanding, and belief. You are a channel of goodness flowing into needy places if you so choose, and you should make that choice because love is what we are all here to share. The interesting in our times should not consist of the difficulties, crimes, anger, abuse, torment, instead, the love, discoveries, creations, remedies, constructions, technologies, and benefits of such a prosperous age should be the interest.

The creativity that each person possesses should be put to use in improving life for themselves and all others. This gift of God can be harnessed for positive change. No matter your medium, cooking, knitting, beading, music, photography, lettering, art, poetry, fiction, non-fiction, memoir, prose, clothing design, home decorating, jewelry making, oh, man, this could go all night, you are responsible for using your gifts, talents, and abilities for humanity’s good. Be about it, I say.

I am grateful:

  1.   Every day is not as awful as this one was.
  2.   I have food, clothes, shoes, books, dogs, computers, and I know how to use them.
  3.   Possibilities are plentiful.
  4.   I have a few people who will talk me down when I am ready to break.
  5.   I love my new church.
  6.   I was given the opportunity to take photos at church Sunday.
  7.   I still have my dog, Hope.


Thank you for visiting Haphazard Creative. There is a follow button if you wish to use it, if not come back soon. I hope your week lightens your heart and nourishes your creative mind. Please be careful out there. The world can be treacherous.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

The Economy of Creativity

I have always dreamed I would one day have a substantial income from my creative work, but I am well aware of the reasons that creatives have been called starving artists throughout history.

A creative, whether working in music, film, photography, paint, poetry, other written forms must spend an enormous amount to acquire education, materials to ply the craft, tools, and books that enable self-teaching which are often more expensive than average books.

Once the skill is honed, one finds there is an immense amount of competition for a limited number of positions. Generally, only those who exhibit extraordinary genius achieve successful careers and commissions.

If a creative overcomes these obstacles, a monumental one remains; the consumer problem. In music, film, theater, art, beading, pottery, photography, periodicals, journalism, fiction, poetry, non-fiction, sculpture, anything creative, many consumers have the mindset that these works should be free. The time, practice, education, material investment, tools, and effort that go into something beautiful and desirable are discounted to no worth by a vast majority.

Some of this attitude is because a creative is seen as having a more enjoyable occupation, so we do not really work. Many people have little idea how much effort goes into what they have before them. The finished product is magic to them. As liberal arts are cut out of public education, this will only worsen. Creative production can so effect society that its promotion should be encouraged.

Sometimes creatives can be blind to the worth of other’s work as well. Respect is something we should all cultivate. It is needed everywhere.

When something is shared without permission or credit; when pirated work is viewed, read, listened to; when licenses are shared these things make it harder to make a survivable living creatively. When the free views are repeatedly used, but the subscription is never purchased; when one is willing to profit handsomely from another’s work but unwilling to pay fair compensation; all these and more foster attitudes that cheapen creative work, so the economy tends to reward creatives less as time goes by.


I have abided in
Shadowlands tried by neglect,
Fear, lack, shame, trouble,
Far too long, and I will now,
With God’s help, be He willing,
Step out of this thick darkness
And be wrapped in love, light,
That all may know the Lord works
To the good of His children.

Today, I am grateful:

  1.   I can listen to great music as I work.
  2.   I have technology that allows me to work magic.
  3.   I was able to get the overcooked pot clean.
  4.   I went to the fellowship meal and prayer meeting last night.
  5.   Libraries have interesting books.
  6.   I am able to think clearly and express myself coherently.
  7.   I am still alive and mostly well.

If you need a prompt, look at the picture above and create something. Also, you could explore what you feel compromises those of us who work creatively.

Thank you for visiting Haphazard Creative. I hope you found something interesting or inspiring here. Never forget you have something significant and unique to share with a world that needs your perspective. I hope you will click the follow button, if not, please visit again. God be with you in all you endeavor to do and in every place you go.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Memory and creativity


Here is a memory, exemplary of how the mind turns things over the years.

It is summer because Six Flags Over Georgia is a summer place when you are young. The great rides of later years are not in evidence, but the Great American Scream Machine is there and gives a startled thrill as it descends on what even now seems a rickety track. I have come here every year since the park’s opening, usually with parents, but now am old enough to have a Season Pass and come alone.

The draw today is not the rides, it is a concert, in the evening, one I have been anticipating for weeks. I wear a short nylon set of pale sky blue I put together from different stores, or maybe the same store at different times. I have a tank top with a circular collar and shorts that border on too short with a vinyl and material belt that came together. Mom lets me out of the house, so I must be decent. My hair is still blonde, but I could have already begun coloring it.

I get to the pavilion early, while the show is being set up, I want to be in a place where I can see. The star is a teenager like me, I follow him in Tiger Beat, with its bright arresting covers that I cannot pass up in the grocery store check out line. He comes out on stage to do a sound check, and I am enthralled seeing him alive. Our eyes meet across the distance, which is not far.

Somehow I move away from the stage, and then I feel a tap on my shoulder. He followed me, and I turn to face him. He asks if I would like to go for an ice cream after the show, and oh yes, I would. My father would be furious though because he says all rock stars are ruffians. He does not look bad, he seems like someone who could be my friend. My heart breaks a little, and I tell him no, my parents would not allow me to stay late.

Years pass that short set stays in a drawer long after I have outgrown that slim frame. I always wonder what might have been had I stepped out of my fear, my inhibition, that evening. If I had gone with that gorgeous blonde boy, who wanted to spend time with me. Maybe somehow, somewhere it happened, and both our paths were changed for the better. Could be.


When working with memories creatively, all the pieces do not have to be there. A little space where the color fades, fog descends, leaves room for imagination to fill in the spaces and make what is vague, transcend and come into focus with a clarity that to a reader, viewer, listener, seems more than real, even magic. Always play the magic, because that is where the story happens and the story is everything.

As a prompt, use a memory creatively to tell a story in whatever way you like. If it leads you off somewhere, chase it. Chasing the tale is magic.

Thank you for visiting, please come again and be safe out there.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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