Category: Poetry in Forms

Conjoined Tanka (Two)

With my someone, but
He is not mine; it takes time
To grieve deepest loss,
But we were friends, and remain
Inspiration to go on.
I did not quite grasp
How much being apart was
Costing my mental
Peace until we hugged and talked
And again, I felt comfort.

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We never know who
We are until we reach out
For someone else who
Becomes no longer other
But reveals the inner us.
Love gives us ourselves,
In Technicolor blended
Until we are clear,
Reflections combined, then,
Rendered in reality.

As a prompt, create something that shows a strong emotion in you are experiencing in your life.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Fragments

These fragments are six-word stories or poems. Often working in such a limited form can rouse the imagination and spark creativity. Any of these three ideas could become a story or even a book.

The watch stopped; no one moved.

Two dogs, too many, to master.

Now, no one answers the phone.

As a prompt, try six-word stories. You may find you have a way out of the doldrums. Forms can be a creative vehicle of great power.

As I play with fragments, there are always haiku. So here is one.

We can fall over
Ourselves trying to behave
Outside who we are.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Haiku In My Quiver

This ocean into
Which I wade slowly, swallows
My fear, in its love.

I accept I am
Written differently than
Those average most.

Death, we avoid it,
But in the air, food, water,
We taste it, consume.

The calendar turns
Another time dated, gone,
Life passing – away.

The light rises bright
But only a thimbleful
Against Autumn night.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

I will believe these challenges are only a small inconvenience given to produce determination and strength. Will you believe you are destined to succeed in abundance? I can only do so, else hope evaporates.