Captive Surprise

Music plays me
With fluctuating
Emotions,
Leaving me
To feel
Who I am,
So real,
Alone,
But not
Without you.
I doubt I am
Strong enough
To make it
Through
All I need
To accomplish,
But I shall try
Because my
Heart beats
Your rhythm
Forever,
Always.
I gave up
Knowing who,
What I am –
Only you
Can
Define me.
As I am
Refined,
Your love
Carries away
Those things
Not building
A better me.
Somehow all
The time
It is more of
You
I find.

NOW?

So, here we begin
Our reasons debatable,
Hopeful dreams contested.
A sky alight with lightning
Thunder roaring, we aghast;
As crystal rain puddles
Small lakes upon the ground.
Did we ask too much
In wanting hands to hold?
Desiring to revoke such
Time as we spent alone,
Dispelling shadows with
Silver ringing laughter;
Giving away lucid smiles
To those who witnessed
The alluring music of shared joy.
Life creates constructions
Of hearts battered, broken,
Forging them anew together
With an abundant adhesive
Of generously given LOVE.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Let And Be

Pulling at the end, unraveled,
A constant game, Keep Away,
But idle hands may stray.
The story never complete
Until one embraces rash defeat.
Pushing, with eyes open upon
What may change it all, eternally;
Turning, arising, once and again
Stating, “Life is unfinished.”

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Prompt: Create something from the prospect you would like to encounter.

Gratitude:
I am here.
The dogs are with me.
Books enlighten and advise me.
Writing is nature.
Friends melt the freezing of my heart.

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Go with God.

theory

The story is not
Well-defined,
It remains out
Of space and real-time,
Set where we uneasy
May see things
Lent extraordinary.
Grappling with words
Unspoken
Rendered unclear, unsound,
Within open ears
Taking passive captive days
Created as a falling haze.
No magic, some say
But easy patter has ways
Folding thought snug away
To dive deeply into spume
Of non-local intelligence.
All caught within webs
Spun throughout – interwoven
Moments – imaginary,
Filling atmospheres with songs
Unsung, meditated on.
No other species – living –
Approaches linguistic feats
Performed by those who
Little more than crawling
Master,
The universe anxious waits
One and all abide
Connected with unseen
Meaning, the only invisible string
A theory of language, mind,
Everything, matters
Makes the telling clean.
LOVE in its rightful place
Speaking truth is well known
Gifting everyone dreams
Become real –
Celebrate?

Prompt: Read several things and run them through your mind’s processes, then create something.

Gratitude:
Getting laundry done.
Swelling is better in my jaw.
Organizing mail.
Writing.
Reading.

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Choice

I saw the open door
But felt I should go,
Another way,
Continuing down the hallway
Until I came upon
An exit.
Through the door –
I wandered barefoot on
The grass,
Buoyed by the scent of water –
Wafting from an active
Stream
Like the impression
Of safety within a dream.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Sweetwater Creek Millrace

Spring Ascends

The sky begins to grin
Laughter in breezes licking
Blooms, buds, emerging all over,
Birds try Mozart on the wing
Welcoming the joys of Spring.
Lawnmowers come out of
Their retirement finding
They can roar and slash
Again, demolish growth and grass;
The turning wheel of time
Season to season leaving,
Joining creation in multiplication.
Children beg for outside time
Adults encourage homework
Completed, then recreation;
Grills abandon covers, gathering
Fuel, beginning a slow-burn –
Coaxing the best of flavors
Out of all types of meat.
Sandals, shorts, sundresses
In dizzying colors appear
Draping girls, women everywhere.
Boys, men put aside much hiding
For muscles viewed in shorts, tanks
Enjoying nature’s fabulous celebration.
Maybe time, even with its imperfections
Hollers out opportune possibilities
As LOVE makes its many advances.