Gathered Pieces

Every one of the following stands as a separate unit. Some are haiku; some are free verse. I often doodle verses on Facebook that do not get here. This mix is like that and from my journal.

Each one turned around,
Walked as far as could away,
Tears haunt me today.


You left me in tears
After all these many years,
You still break my heart.


I keep planting seeds
The soil and rain must nurture
And make the fruit grow.


What you do not know
Someone else cannot always
Reveal so clearly,
You must find, learn, for yourself.


I was sure it would
Never happen, but I stand
Here and totally.


When the time is right
You find what makes the most of
Your life and living.


Hearts sketched in pen and ink,
Is this all we have become
In the fading of our days?
I think we still must possess
Desire enough to help make
The world a better place for us
And those meant to come.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

As a prompt, just canoodle with your imagination, engage your creativity, and let be what comes of the snuggling.

Rumbles

When I think
About
Tomorrow
I hope that you
Are there
So we can
Together borrow
All the time, we share
Allowing little sorrow
In our lives, times,
To come near.


Sometimes who you are
Is precisely what the world
Needs to wake up love.


The plans made in time
Became a sheer dreamy kind
Of true written rhyme.


For this moment,
Yours and mine
Become together
Fused, entwined,
Defying fate,
We relate.


I probably fell
Into you much harder than
Ever I should have,
But you are a gift unwrapped,
In the middle of my storm.
Holding fast your hand
I face my days in rescue
From the wind and rain,
Constant change that tries to turn
Life inside-out, upside-down.
You spin me top-like
But only intoxicate
Me in the feelings
Arising when you are near
When you show your tender care.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

All these are separate but related. Sometimes times things come to me in fragments.

As a prompt, create several interrelated works. Let an emotion, idea, style, reason join them even loosely.

Pronounced

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

You cried your words, right,
Into the heart of my life, soul,
Answering was I
Bound close as yourself to you
I sang beauty in a voice
I borrowed – starlight;
The wind untamed took captive
Every small moment
I did not hide in pockets
Protected from your unknown.
Across many years
I chased every pleasure found
In other places,
But each was lacking something
Proven in your words to me.
My nebulous thoughts
Converge, enfold your body
In a field tender
As the minute sensation
Of love, long-deferred, come due.
Myself, my sight, is
Frequent as light traveling
Across space and time
To portray your perfect poise
Provided contrasting darkness.
I have now become
More than distant yesterdays;
Music you wrote, soft,
Upon the flesh, heart, dancing
Beneath your strong, gentle hands.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Discovery

The verdict is in; my Galaxy S8 does not require replacement. The battery has expanded and prised the back apart from the front. My guru can fix it, so that is one colossal expenditure I shall avoid. Thankfully my OtterBox has kept it together thus far. Another week of weirdness should be all the phone gives.

I get the feeling
Your hands touching, soothing me
Practiced perfectly,
My reaction is in kind,
Relatively well-balanced.


I cannot tell you
I do not know all the words,
For his meaning, see.


Love is no vague tale,
It is solid as the selves shared
With the two of us.


Sometimes you win all,
Others you lose more than ought
Fortunate are times
When you discover graces
You never dared to think real.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan