2022.05.09. Monday. Day 129. Project Creativity

03:08 PM

Not Luck

I was sitting in
A swamp turned out and over,
Lightning crashed, hard down,
I was almost forever drown
Tears were overcoming me;
Then a cry arose
Clarion against my foes,
Sounding like a rose
Banner wrapping me within
Telling me begin again.
Never forsaken –
Come now, new heart, awaken
To a ground safe, firm,
Rock, I may stand complete on
The Beloved beckons, come.
Treasure hidden bright
Revealed in Love’s sterling Light
Abandon the night
Day brilliant invites delight
Heed the sweetest voice calling –
Redemption,mercy,
Abounding, amazing grace,
Sudden about-face
Into arms held wholly wide,
All fear spirited aside.
Severe hurt confide
Those things hidden inside
Pain, deep oxidized,
No more jeopardy – set free,
Found, restored, life’s sanctity.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Prompt:
Can you rhyme or illustrate similarly? Create!

Gratitude:
Music avec autoplay.

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07.May.2022. Saturday – Project Creativity

Another House

This novel…
We’ve been writing
Over these many years,
It seems maybe more like
A collection
Of disparate stories,
Playing a soundtrack
Yours and mine –
The music,
Not the voice,
We just hit a groove
Wicked and smooth,
Winning –
Ah, loose like tigers
Jungle bait,
Antelopes far-fetched,
Can you make
The lesson
Stick like darts
On the dress, never
Worn, given out
With drinks
Not ours to consume.
Still, I know,
Some assume,
Illusions dispelled
Yet and soon,
Together forever
In miles set apart
Known, each
And ever
By heart.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

This bit of riff is brought to you by listening to VooDoo Lounge, courtesy of The Rolling Stones.

Prompt: What music do you create with? Turn it up, LOUD! Find yours.

Stranger and not, the things that happen when I sit in the dark.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

2022. May. 06. Friday. Creativity Project

Gnome, all alone. © Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Tempered

I know…
I didn’t get the memo
I didn’t read the news
Because you never sent them
There was no address to use.
It seems the feeling is gone
It left a salty taste,
Somehow I am lost
Albeit time and space
Do not require my presence.
The entry can be deleted
Freely to finally let go
There alas, is no consequence
No preference left to show
I bow to all, now play.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

2022 Creativity Project – Day 118

Worn Hallelujah

Where life goes
Staggering around corners
Trying to escape
The grief when too much is lost
Or drunk on finding new love.
Fingers wanting to hold
Tight to things material
But time gives lessons
On how better to allow
What is precious to pass.
All is a veil worn
By a bride, which gossamer
Covering will not linger,
With a kiss dispersed
And years are away, past.
Only to be today
Worry along nary other way
Find the smiles, laughter,
Learn and again, for knowledge
May keep company after.
Love, it is living
The spirit, soul, heart
Of every human being,
Mutual, a blessed treasure
Often sought, seldom caught.
The pain of years
Memories of beauty, love, joy
Restrain a flood of tears
For sadness brings reminding
Life is worth all given.
So sing loud, pray often,
Hug the beloved
Swim with the dolphin
Share and be grateful
Existing is delightful.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan