Prior/Unto

We wondered about
What happened if the world stopped –
Then we began to
See into who we could be
When all things changed completely.
We did not want all
The actions taking place here
Everywhere in time;
Few of us became able
To understand life going on.
Even so, we persevered
Dealing with the changes as
If everything was
Alright, and we learned we could
Come together – separate but as one,
To challenge living going on.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

About “Priceless Heroes”

I mentioned that the poem, Priceless Heroes, was appearing in about 100,000 copies. There has been some feedback on it, which I think worthwhile to share.

The poem’s idea was to thank and sympathize with those medical personnel who have been on the front line throughout the pandemic.

I am grateful to be recognized for my poem.

I thought this was very special. Sometimes things come together better than expected. You can find the poem on the entry here titled, “Priceless Heroes,” or you can read it in one of the News & Views magazines. I am very grateful for the opportunity to do such work.

Always,
Jo Ann

Priceless Heroes

Another shift,
Will additional hours be required?
From the beginning, nurses, doctors –
Going short of peaceful sleep.
Families wondering when
All members will again meet.
The coronavirus, cruel
As a murderer, random as
A violent hurricane.
Every day at least one
Slips away in isolation
From those loved and cherished.
Caregivers struggle with guilt,
Was enough done?
Why this senseless loss?
So many battles fought,
So little medicine can do,
Hoping always for a breakthrough.
Willing hearts on fire
With love for their fellow man
Sacrificing whatever they can
To beat a disease consuming
People throughout all lands.
Loving, like angels, sharing
All their being to help those
Who continue to need them.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

A poem requested by the owner/publisher of the Chapel Hill News & Views. It will appear in the February issue.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Gratitude…
I had an assignment today.
Writing helped clear my doubt away.
The day has run long, so I got things done.
Even when I cannot believe in myself, God believes in me.
The magic of music.

Prompt: Create something that illustrates your gratitude.

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My hope for you is that you find enough love to carry you through the deeps and that many blessings keep you sweet.

2020 Acrostic

Twas a year to begin again
We were mostly anticipating good,
Encouraged by the placement of
Numbers, excited because of the past,
The Twenties were Roaring before
Yes, everyone had ambitious plans.

There was maybe opposition to
What we hoped, by some-things,
Everything went kaput –
None of us knew a solution,
The hope remained, and we, me and
You made the best of it all.

Everyone keeps trying, helping,
Never giving up – on anyone;
Doting on each victory,
Sending love to win.

We together as a people
Energetic in our determination
Loose power in hope,
Love to mend the planet and us.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

As a prompt, pick a name, phrase, verse, whatever you will. Put one letter below the other down your page and write a poem. The form is called an Acrostic. Sometimes I will do them of people’s names. It is unique.

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