I May Be Crazy

I believe miracles
Happen every day.
Music can heal
What ails us.
Poetry is magic.
Photographs hold us
Together.
Death passes.
Writing is therapy.
Reading carries us
Where we did not
Know we needed to go.
All beings are unique.
Talking to things
Sometimes makes
Things happen.
Devices are a way
To become anything
We can dream.
We are loved
Tremendously.
Creativity brings
Love anywhere
We reach out.
Memory spills
Over forever.
God is LOVE!
Normal is not
Ever normal.
Reality is strange.
Everyone is precious.
All things are
Possible.
Impossible should
Be rejected.
We can get there
Eventually.
Heaven is real!
Perfection is
A contradiction.
Books are sacred.
Who we are
Is not set in any way,
Change is destiny.
Friends = Family –
Family = Friends.
What we are
Remains flexible.
Animals are very
Like us in many ways.
Portion control
Is a secret weapon
To supervise health.
Age is an illusion.
Hearts, minds, bodies,
Spirits and souls belong
Together in love.
Mine and yours
Can be alike
If we try.
Hate is a word
That is best
Forgotten.
The journey
Is the truth
We may find
Bringing
Understanding.
If we
Never Give Up
We can better
All our best.
Life is belonging
In love
To one another.
Tolerance is
Important.
Divisions
Should not exist.
Kindness is never
Wasted, it holds
All things in peace.
I may be crazy
But
Maybe we all are –
And that may be
The best of all worlds.

Nothing Less

Entry Fifteen – Creativity Project 2023

There is no allowance
In some hearts; differences
Are cause for criticism,
Not recognizing we all
See the sky, ocean,
And breathe alike.
We crave being known,
Treasured, cherished, accepted
Safely by everyone we meet.
Love is a requirement
In being, living, becoming
Who we are here to be.
Divisions among us stifle
Creativity, confidence, courage
And the will to imagine
Dreams can come true.
We often believe ourselves
So much less than
Our potential because
Of labels reminding each of us
We will never be _______ enough.
Love, enwrapping our souls,
Tells us we can climb –
Given the opportunity – higher.
God is for us, Him being Love,
We are precious no matter
Our status or conditions,
Our differences are gorgeous.

Please do not be thrown by my use of God’s and Jesus’ names. Whatever your beliefs, you are welcome here. I am not proselytizing; just stating what I have found for me. I hope all will see Love in me and know His Love is my reason. I live only by Christ’s allowance.

Prompt: Take the word “Divisions” and let it lead you. Create something!

I had to take time out. There were things well beyond my processing ability. It is not over yet, but I felt I could check-in.

Going out is so hard, and I always feel watched, judged, and found lacking in my ability to interact. Avoidance is a blanket around me because I cannot believe anyone likes me as I am. I hide; I cannot believe in myself. I have been an outcast too often to think I belong. TMI, yeah, me.

I Am Thankful: 1. I can read and write. 2. I have some artistic abilities. 3. I am still here, despite suicidal thoughts; I cannot kill myself, because every time I try, I end up in worse shape. So, until God is ready, I remain, but my mind fights me. 4. It has been less cold the last few days. 5. Music reminds me to hope.

Your visit here at Haphazard Creative means more than I have words to express. Please comment, follow, and like what you found worthwhile. If you know others who might be interested, please share. Come back when you have moments to spare.

I hope February means more entries, but there are daunting days ahead for me. I can only try to post here. Struggles are on every front and I am unequal to each and all.

God Bless You and Yours Eternally! Cast your cares (burdens) upon the Lord Jesus Christ because He Loves you!

All material on Haphazard Creative (haphazardcreative.com) and sister site, Chronicles (hopefuljo.com) is copyright © JoAnn Joyce Anita Jordan unless otherwise stated. If you wish to use it elsewhere, please ask permission and credit it to me. I made this! This post was created on my cellphone.

Ever & Always,
Jo Ann

Miscellaneous Strange

Entry Thirteen – 2023 Creativity Project

I am working in different modes because my feeling of today is eerie strangeness.

Strange Trampoline – © Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Using multiple devices is weird. Phone, computer, back and forth, wtf, where did it go? Ah…

Gratitude List:

1. We are safe thus far.
2. My best friend, Reba.
3. It is no longer 2022.
4. A bit of interchangeable knowledge.
5. Support when I am LOST.

PROMPT: Find some quality of your day, apply it universally to today’s creation. Create!

Sometimes I do not know how to express what exactly it means to me for you to visit Haphazard Creative. I always hope that you enjoy your time here; that perhaps it is an oasis in your days. Comments, follows, likes, and shares are extremely valuable, so please choose one or more. These give me feedback that is crucial to the viability of this site.

It is not precise
My perception, perspective,
I am only ME…
Every one of us, unique,
Love inherently, PeRfEcT!

God Bless YOU and Yours Always!

Always & Ever,
Jo Ann

The Best Time to Start

Entry Ten – 2023 Creativity Project

You know when you go to place an order on Amazon, and you realize you want THE ITEM placed in your presence immediately, only yesterday. This sort of occurrence happens to, I suppose, everyone at one time or another.

Happening is evermore infinite, occurring in place and time – past, present, and future.

There is, somewhere, something, an intangibility to our reality, which is almost always on the edge of what we grasp. Maybe poets are extraordinarily aware that reaching the ethereal is an opportune possibility. Of Creativity, perhaps Poetry sits on a plane, sphere, somewhat of its own making. The visions conjured in a way incomprehensible and unique but calling out to be written. A wordly wizardry juggled like bubbles blown by a unicorn.

Nothing is impossible because everything is variable. Artistry caught on a cellphone like a castle composed of air articulated by An Agent of Spiralling Chaos captured on a string not quite relative in theory.

Like this scrap from long ago:

Somewhere on the edge of tomorrow,
Somewhere on the verge of yesterday,
Somewhere in the past, we don’t remember,
Somewhere not of Earth, far away.

Somewhere there are songs we were singing,
Somewhere there are rhymes that we made,
Somewhere on the edge of tomorrow,
Somewhere on the verge of yesterday.

The verses are like a found artifact that never entirely becomes but is nonetheless something recognizable.

Ah, what teenage girls dream in quickly vanishing moments. Something of beauty not to be caught in amber. Yet, now existent in the material, making meaning to sentient beings doing what we glean as living.

PROMPT: Use some found article in your environment as a catalyst for creation. You are a creature able to manifest greatness.

Gratitude:

1. Possibility
2. Opportunity
3. Creativity
4. Agency
5. Imagination

My fondest thanks for your presence here today. May something have enlightening potential for you. If it suits your fancy comment, follow, like, and share with others who you believe might realize some compatibility with the compositions and complications here.

May living enrich your being infinitely. Blessed be in each exploration, momentarily.

Always & Ever,
Jo Ann

Randomness

Entry Nine – 2023 Creativity Project

Creativity is the motor, imagination the spark, and motivation the drive; randomness is sometimes the result.

Each poem today comprises conjoined tanka, five lines with syllables, 5-7-5-7-5. They are intended to be a bit jarring.

Journal Page with Antique Cat Squeaky –
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Gratitude:

1. Rain
2. Rest
3. Newsboys
4. Wookie, Tribble, Maui
5. Electric Blanket

Thank you for taking the time to visit Haphazard Creative. May encouragement and inspiration find you. Follow, like, comment, and share if you wish. These help keep me agile in the brain; creativity likes an audience.

May God richly bless you in all your times and endeavors.

Always & Ever,
Jo Ann