Category: Originality

Touched

Beauty bemuses me,
Steals my hapless heart
Will not let me go,
Within it I am bound, found
To want, to owe this life, ground.
Beauty the littlest thing
Calls me to look, see, a need
No turning away or back
Mind a pleasure given, known
Every time it is sure to show.
Beauty, oh you, dearest one
With the thought of you, so precious here,
My heart, all hopes, busy dreams
Take flight, at last, my sweet delight
You appeal, lovely, surreal
In the flash of your vibrant eyes
The sound, your voice, delicate note,
Your poise, stance, how everything becomes
More relevant, concentrated, close to you.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

2020.06.08 Clinton Farm Downsized

Living Times

Every age has gifts
Paid across time’s immensity,
None to be discounted
In its value to we who wait
For the moment catching up.
Our pleas cannot stop
The passing of hands over
The pale counted face
Yet we linger in hoping
God may more years, us, bestow.
All finally know
Each hour is precious to spend
In loving those whom
Dear to us, become, ever are
Life is a treasure, so much more.
The child, youth, grown-up,
Middle-aged, seniors, elders, fading,
All precious, surpassing dear;
Lord, give us life, love,
Help us live without bounds, alive,
Keep us well in health, clarity,
And protect us from doubt and fear,
All our lives let us be blessings of love,
Every moment, hour, day, month, and year.

2020.06.08 Still life

Tread Delightly

Dancing on the wings
Of morning light, I see night
Take flight, hard away,
So that color floods my sight
With clearest vision, delight.
Touching me, my heart,
Sweet as love, peace now impart
Applying a start
That gives hopes and dreams a part
To play in every dear art.
The one becoming
Oncoming at a quick run
Found in time of fun
Calls laughter forth in the sun
Overcoming, now begun.
Not of any past
But in the present at last
No clouds overcast
Wild creative on a mission
To positivity amass.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

2020.06.07. Entrance Hall resized