2022 – 365 Creativity Project – March 7

Tanka in Review
1
Authority frames
Work and yet, there is freedom,
Which allows it more
The words like dear angels soar
Above, around, ah, galore.
2
We can walk away
But then nothing changes us,
Going in, ignite,
Becoming a fertile vision
Aflame with noble purpose.
3
When we are the low
We aspire to reach the high
We try, then begin
The climb to futures, desire
Claims the top, grasps childlike.
4
A feeling sighs in –
Clouds above traveling high
Untouched, but by sky,
Racing, racing to apply
Image, magic, before rain.

Prompt
Tanka is a favorite of forms; these are syllabics of 5-7-5-7-7 count. Try some.

Reading seems to be a great inspiration to me. If you have the opportunity, read widely and much.

Gratitude List
I am thankful:
1. I went to town.
2. Rested over the weekend.
3. Reading great material.
4. I Talked to my cousin.
5. Good sleep.

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© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

2022 Creativity Project – March 6

Wookie

I was broken
Lost my “Hope”
Needed belief,
Her face –
That beauty –
Unbearable
To go on
Without,
Threw all
Including
Thanksgiving,
Aside to go
Rescue
The Marbles
That almost
Demolished
My physicality.

Today, truce,
I never
Trust her,
She sometimes
Believes in me,
We love each
Other with
A dis-ease
Like magnets
Attracting
Repelling.

She is
A lunatic,
I am mental,
We suit
One another
Because
We learned
To trust
Whatever
We are
It could get
Better,
It could be
Worse,
But who
We are is
Together.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Prompt: Maybe you have an “unsettling” relationship. Create…

2022 Creativity Project – March 3

Simple

Do you think
Of this day, action,
God approves?
Would the choice
Vary if you guessed
His interest
Might be otherwise?
The armies either
The patterns
Repeated
The teachers who
Drop away
Begun;
Miracles granted –
How is it
Become the doorway
A prayer sung

People leaving, run
Without locus
Him believing
Only reason.

Emerge

Keep them on top
Memory, to help
Know who could
Be when love
Captivated;
Little does it matter
The days are gone
Still need to believe
Want, fascination
Generated
Found satisfaction in
Who was real.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

2022 Creativity Project – March 2

Unreal Numbers

The path backward,
Forward, only dreams
Amid the hours
In between.
The mind puddles
Its questions
Mumbles to tracks
Laid down when
The way went back.
Voices do they remain
Chariots swinging low?
Will the thin dog
Wrestle in the snow?

Are You, I,
Fact, or fiction,
Written in a rhyme?
I thought I knew
An answer once
In a blanket
With love,
But it had
To go
Where the sun
Made houses
Light
As effervescence
And trouble
Wound its arms
Around
Stealing the known
For the seems.

Never fear
Believe
Walk in sync;
The ones who
Reckon it all,
Never coming
Again. Back. Amen.
Shining holy halleluiah.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan