Ways and Meanings

Love is not easy
In this alien world fraught
With pain, but Love is…
And through trials, troubles, heartaches –
Whatever comes, LOVE remains.

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She gave her heart to
A worried man who never
Learned to hold her dear;
So found herself in the plight
Of a raveled rope, loose ends.

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6 Word Poem

Getting going, slow to start out.

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What our pets don’t know,
As much as we care for them
They nurture us, too.

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© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

I have been extremely busy with chores. I took off two Explorer loads of trash and recyclables. I also had to overhaul the Kirby, new belt, new bag, and clean the roller brush. I have a lot to do tomorrow too, so I am making this entry short.

I hope you all have a great weekend. Enjoy!

As a prompt, when you are tired and want sleep, but have difficulty, take a pen and paper to write what is consuming your mind. You might find a surprise.

Take care, and God Bless You!

During Dark Hours

Going, going on,
Going, where are you going?
Can I go along?
Can I, with you, pretty please?
Going, going, don’t leave me.

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We read they were good
People, full of love and free
But they are all gone,
Seems another version of
People live where they used to be.

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2020 sees
Us, we are coping it knows –
What it plans, unknown.

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Poetry is hard
For AIs, grammar checkers,
Or maybe I am
More difficult than I ought
Be, I ignore some changes.

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Never give up, don’t
Stay on the ground once knocked down,
Keep climbing, reaching,
You are able, capable,
Be who you are when you dream.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Breaking Blocks

I cannot do it –
No writing today, no way,
There is emptiness
Where words usually stay,
I am a void, avoided.

The blockage, or drain,
Ruins my fingers, my brain,
Mushy like rubish
Heaped up, creation abstains,
Poetry, write it, insane.

Push the envelope,
Cover the paper, pages,
Somehow, I will, must,
Even if writing about
Stoppage is all I am able.

The gift fallible,
The commitment unstable,
Still the only way
To reach the long distant goal,
Be faithful to purpose, will.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

As a prompt, if you are blocked or just need a subject, create something about being unable to work. It always seems to work for me.

Becoming Through

Some scars are deeper
Than upon elbows, knees, shins;
Never closing, healing,
Perhaps scabbed over only
To burst back open again.
We all have one, two,
Some more, a whole multitude,
Kept silent, hidden,
Or just below the surface
Often screaming to be heard.
Our scars define us,
In ways, we never intend,
But we can break free;
Grow into deep dignity
Send pain finally to flee.

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The first two lines of this came to me lying in bed, where I hoped to rest, but mostly did not because I ache. Yes, that is not proper and all sunny, but I am fighting right now like crazy. Ah, and speaking of crazy, it is not just physical pain. It is okay, though, as long as there is pain, I am confident I am alive.

It is not often something demands to be written. This did. I hope you are having an extraordinarily good week. Please stay safe, and remember, no matter what is now, your life is precious and has purpose and meaning. Thank you for taking the time to read Haphazard Creative. You may follow the site or come back as you can if you like. If you have a comment to share, that would be super.

As a prompt, create work about something that tracks the edge of acceptability or slips on over the line.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan