Using multiple devices is weird. Phone, computer, back and forth, wtf, where did it go? Ah…
Gratitude List:
1. We are safe thus far. 2. My best friend, Reba. 3. It is no longer 2022. 4. A bit of interchangeable knowledge. 5. Support when I am LOST.
PROMPT: Find some quality of your day, apply it universally to today’s creation. Create!
Sometimes I do not know how to express what exactly it means to me for you to visit Haphazard Creative. I always hope that you enjoy your time here; that perhaps it is an oasis in your days. Comments, follows, likes, and shares are extremely valuable, so please choose one or more. These give me feedback that is crucial to the viability of this site.
It is not precise My perception, perspective, I am only ME… Every one of us, unique, Love inherently, PeRfEcT!
You know when you go to place an order on Amazon, and you realize you want THE ITEM placed in your presence immediately, only yesterday. This sort of occurrence happens to, I suppose, everyone at one time or another.
Happening is evermore infinite, occurring in place and time – past, present, and future.
There is, somewhere, something, an intangibility to our reality, which is almost always on the edge of what we grasp. Maybe poets are extraordinarily aware that reaching the ethereal is an opportune possibility. Of Creativity, perhaps Poetry sits on a plane, sphere, somewhat of its own making. The visions conjured in a way incomprehensible and unique but calling out to be written. A wordly wizardry juggled like bubbles blown by a unicorn.
Nothing is impossible because everything is variable. Artistry caught on a cellphone like a castle composed of air articulated by An Agent of Spiralling Chaos captured on a string not quite relative in theory.
Like this scrap from long ago:
Somewhere on the edge of tomorrow, Somewhere on the verge of yesterday, Somewhere in the past, we don’t remember, Somewhere not of Earth, far away.
Somewhere there are songs we were singing, Somewhere there are rhymes that we made, Somewhere on the edge of tomorrow, Somewhere on the verge of yesterday.
The verses are like a found artifact that never entirely becomes but is nonetheless something recognizable.
Ah, what teenage girls dream in quickly vanishing moments. Something of beauty not to be caught in amber. Yet, now existent in the material, making meaning to sentient beings doing what we glean as living.
PROMPT: Use some found article in your environment as a catalyst for creation. You are a creature able to manifest greatness.
My fondest thanks for your presence here today. May something have enlightening potential for you. If it suits your fancy comment, follow, like, and share with others who you believe might realize some compatibility with the compositions and complications here.
May living enrich your being infinitely. Blessed be in each exploration, momentarily.
Today, I came with nothing, no content, no plan, and without words. I decided to write from there. At that moment, something magical happened. The page reached out and I grabbed hold. Now, history unspools from the past, my writing; the present, your reading; the future, something seeded in you, me. Forever is changed, legacy, destiny.
1. Paper 2. Pen 3. Technology 4. Learning 5. Literacy
Prompt: Create from the point of view of a tool you use.
I take this opportunity to say a fond thanks to you for spending your time with me on Haphazard Creative. I realize each moment is precious, so you do honor me. I ask that you express your feelings in a like, comment, or follow. Should you be inclined, please share what you found here with someone you believe might appreciate it. I hope you find inspiration and encouragement in this missive. God Bless You and Yours, Eternally!
What is this fond thing A haunting that enfolds us, New yet, familiar Like the breezes’ gentle kiss? Since encouragement to Love Is a melody Quieting contentious thought, We swim into song All beauties, surrounding – still Shadows – knowing every name; Life embraces Loving Wrapping our core uniqueness In almost comfort, But restlessness inspires reach To achieve, complete, receive; Adventure whispers Never hesitate, embark. Moments so fleeting – Do not give up this striving, For excellence commissions Toward performance, Rousing harmony stellar Turning inside out Our hearts’ dear feelings become An ocean, emotion, Love Beckoning each day, Life does sing.
On Friday, August 12, I drove to Chattanooga to visit my son, Alex. I took him a few supplies since he will be starting college at the University of Tennessee at Chattanooga campus soon. He gave me a tour of the campus, and I was amazed.
We ate some scrumptious food and we visited both portions of the Tennesse Aquarium.
I wrote the poem at the beginning of the post, longhand in my journal today. My only significant change was bringing it from the first person to a universal third when I typed it on my phone.
I wish I could attend college. It would be an incredible adventure. I hope Alex has a tremendous academic experience in studying Data Science. There is much on that campus to keep him interested and busy.
I am grateful I found the courage to drive up to see Alex. I am so honored to have such a talented young man who has accomplished much as my son. God blessed me abundantly in the gift of a child with his aptitudes to offer the world.
Prompt: Create something that engenders positive feelings. Share it if you choose.
Thank you for visiting Haphazard Creative. Please leave a like, a comment, and share the site with someone who might find it to their taste.
Be steadfast, be excellent, and find joy in the blessings surrounding us. God be with everyone always.
All work on Haphazard Creative and my other site, Chronicles, is my own work, copyright Jo Ann Joyce Anita Jordan, unless otherwise cited. If you choose to copy or use my work, don’t hesitate to contact me for permission.
Know the rain coming down, ravens, Have the heart to mend the brokenness, Sing the songs whispering within, Hear what is never spoken again, Fear the shadows between letters, Doubt whatever meant to be, Believe sharing love best when tested.
Know the child hidden inside, Have enough to give without blinking, Sing loud and not falter when heard, Hear and speak the silence of trees, Fear worth is too little to measure, Doubt the well will produce pleasure, Believe all is precious, priceless treasure.
PROMPT: Create something or find something created only for yourself; share it! I did.
The app DIARO is pretty neat for a journal on devices. The share or export command may leave some formatting issues when coming to WordPress, but there are workarounds, as usually there are.
If you have not watched the show, Umbrella Academy, maybe you would find it excellent. I binged the second season (ten episodes) at once. You may recall I rarely imbibe video in more extended versions.
I am thankful for my son, Alex; he has been a boon to my living all his days. My gratitude to God for providing such blessing is unending.
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