Deadline Cometh

I tell you whence is this attitude
You see as rude, a toe step, too;
This day not hours, happily to spend
But hurry up, begin, check twice, again,
The piece, the price, the make right, toward end
Must complete, to compete, or will not funding win
For sure, it is known, “Deadline Cometh.”

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Just a quick dance with words on the go.

Spaces and Joins

2020.06.15 Spaces edited

Sometimes I think I am lucky
Others I think I am cursed
Mostly I have learned life
Has its reasons and is unrehearsed.
Between the cradle and the casket
There are many deeds to be done
Some bring rainbow happiness
Some such putrid odor to be shunned.
I find the spaces in the letters
Have gifts to convey if I attune
To the loving things they say
For in them is life even as it is played.
Often I am found outside the lines
Running down highways without any signs
My eyes only gather what appears
In the limited bubble illuminated
Of the space, the dim light skims
Running toward empty with
Indefinite plans that cannot
Be realized before slipping, sliding,
Through my ink-stained hands.
Unable to capture the lines before
The present decides it has other demands
Curtailing the games with fans in the stands
No one the winner, the losers dispersed,
All I have in the markets disbursed.
The sun rising cream, pallid, hazed
Life seeming a reckoning daze, but
I know, LOVE is in the spaces and joins
Where we hold one another
Turning ourselves into better
Than we imagine we will be
Because of the nectar, the treasure,
The overriding dream we still believe
Can be ours forever, living all
We create out of hope and need.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Sometimes the thoughts ferment and foment things not initially thought. I had the spaces between letters, love, and then this came like a tsunami. I can always be schooled.

 

Conversation

The louder the noise
The greater the need for poise
To advocate choice
One must modulate the tone, voice,
Disharmony brings violence.
Speak clear, true, kindly
Remember sweet words get through
Sell the message without you
Everyone notices shouting
But ignores the plot, good manners,
Quiet take over the avenues
Of decisions fairly chosen
What you think, believe,
Definitely has merit
Just be sure what is conveyed
Is not lost in how it is portrayed
Love is never out of season
Information can find a vehicle
In confidence, moderation, and reason.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

2020.06.13 Geese edited

Keep Walking

One step, up step now
You have a destination
Leave the down step behind,
Chase your dreams, walk your line,
Speak plain truth, let love guide.
Let the negative thought slide past
Pay it scarcely any mind, reach high,
You are precious, your life is meant
For goodness, kindness, compassion
Give yourself a chance for the best
Your experience and others refresh, bless,
Be the memory some hold for hope
Set goals that lift lives aloft
Live alive in love, for peace, in grace,
Embrace who you are, a gift from God,
With the power to help others grow
While learning more of mercy and faith.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

2020.06.13 Lilies edited

As a prompt, imagine yourself speaking with someone very different to yourself. Imagine how you would approach subjects, would it make your conversation unusual? Could you be clear? Create something that illustrates your thoughts.