Perpetual Conflux

Lightning sweeps across
The palette of storm clouded
Sky, blindingly bright,
Picking a tree on which to
Dividing destructive strike.
At the bottom, torn
From the rich life-giving loam
An olive hued
Shoot arises to climb ably
So lavender blooms lively
In winding waves set
Beauty where death might have been
A stalwart final
Force, but it could not so cleave
Nature from its directive
Nor the love of life
From a continuance which
Inaugurated
In the depths of time, never
Leaves barren what begins primed.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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Ouvre Vous

On Thanksgiving Day
There is the reminder to
Look around, clearly
See, all the wonders accrued
During times and times again.

When blessing others
Sometimes the blessing returns
More than expected;
But giving, sharing, becomes
A way of being, living.

Every moment is
A gift irreplaceable,
So best spend each in
Gratitude for the graces
Lent, then more carefully spent.

So, as the Season
Ambles in, hearts turn again
To know the Reason,
The Gift for every person,
The Savior, Christ Jesus, King.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Thankfully

Today was one of those days,
A late start, but on time,
An appointment that tried my mind
A leave-taking ahead of time
A lunch most divine
With conversation that brought
Me back in sync with life.
A shopping trip I almost skipped
But found needs met, something more,
Came home to find packages
Sitting in the rain, damages,
Called Amazon, they corrected,
So much better than expected.
God’s grace saw me through
He is ever, always true.
This may seem not as it should
But I haven’t strength to make good
Beyond this here, I wish I could.
Bear with me as I reset, and process
What was for me an incredible day.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

As a prompt, turn your day, good or bad, into a poem or work of art. Even if you do not share you may find it cathartic.

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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