Out of the Way

Nothing assures the imagination will show itself, but we are all creative and can manufacture situations to bring dreams to life.

One way is to face the page in actuality or on-screen and stay with it until words or art come. Another is to dive in; create as one goes, letting go of the obligation to be great in the roughness of the draft. One can clean up the mistakes and omissions later.

No one, nothing, is perfect this side of heaven. There are flaws in people and things – inanimate and living. Everyone has to deal with who they are, but change is doable. Work is not permanent, everything has a season. Sometimes the appropriate season fails to come, but this is no reason to give up.

If one only creates for the temporary pleasure of applause, little is apt to be accomplished. Seeing each moment as practice one moves close to concrete meaning. The creative act is where one experiments attempting to beget work that measures up to the triumphs of the past. Best practice is to keep the self as the competition rather than others.

If work is not displayed for public digestion it can marinate in the recesses of imagination being allowed to be edited in time for consumption by others. One must continue the work only an individual may do. Each person’s vision is important as an antidote to the fracturing of the world. Production is a valid truth, creation has meaning, dreams must be nourished. Life requires each perception of what is and is not precious. Keep going, never give up.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Means

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

I have been meaning
To explain who I am, may be,
Is not always who
Strictly I mean as defined
By this voice, words, these two feet.

My eyes carry clues,
But even they lack evidence
Because the heart-beat
In my chest and the preserve
Of my mind go further, deep.

What you see is not
Often what you get, riches
Are hidden in doubt
Covered in terrible fear
Holding back, choking on tears.

I cannot stand here
Yet, I do, as I believe
I must. Why? Because
Someone should do what it takes
To wake the community,

Convey mentally ill
Can live without most restraints
Doing possible
Like anyone, though made harder,
Complications, divergent ways,

Creativity
Finds a flowing flood falls fast
Dipped body whole
Going within and without
Never giving up or in,

The voice louder, in
Color brighter, some wilder,
Linked like all others,
Human, as someone newborn,
Those long-lived; loved thoroughly,

The same/different,
Untamed, giving, love alive,
God placed – no mistake,
Painting history’s pages
With sharing, reach, making much.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Gratitude List

I am thankful:
1. I have been waking earlier.
2. I am enjoying my corded keyboard and mouse.
3. I have recently finished several books.
4. I created art this morning.
5. I appreciate that I have a home.

Prompt
Think about your life and the human condition and pick an instance that appeals from which to create a written or artistic work.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Heavenly Day

“Do you mean
These words that
You say?”
‘Heavenly Day’
“Well, yeah
In a way,
I mean it
Can or cannot
Be.”
“Then why?”
“Because God
Is near,
Always here,
Watching over
Wills and ways;
He pitches in
To help me
Carry on
When I fall
Off to the side,
He abides.”
“How do you
Know He cares?”
“The Bible
Says so,
And I have
Experienced
It happening so,
I believe,
It is the truth
In which I grow.”

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Touch

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

The waves we
Make
The disturbance
On the surface
Are
Only evidence
Of
Existence.
We are
Distant,
Leaving
Imprints,
Dropping keys,
But
Those are
Not us; we
Transcend
Reality.
We are
Everything:
Hope,
Joy,
Life,
Love,
Make our
Victory
In God’s
Economy;
In and out
Of time,
Space,
Eternal
As story.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

As a prompt: Consider your place in the universe, consider your impact on the planet, consider your beliefs, write something that packages that without any doubt.

Edges Off { Haiku }

We have only this
To spur us onward, great love,
Plus, beneath us, dust.


A heart gains passion,
For what exists eternal,
Beyond its knowledge.


Light up the moment
With incandescent joy, love,
A fire set above.


All my needs I bring
To Jesus Christ, my sovereign King
Who rules all present.


Sometimes one laughs like
Tears never existed, though
The trails track one’s face.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Prompt: Above are haiku, follow the rule of syllables 5 – 7 – 5 in your lines and write some too.