2022 Creativity Project – Day 11

1
Somehow we decide
How we will go on with life
Under a blanket
Woven considerations,
Troubles, doubts, unbridled fears.
2
This heart is yours to
Capture if you wish or will –
It, I only give.
3
The heat, argument,
Sets the candle flame into
A paroxysm
Of erratic commotion
While it burns, no choice remains.
4
Take me, give me form
For I am yours all alone
My heart sings you songs
With smiles, laughter, joyful tears
Forever, I will be yours.
5
No price set or paid
Is enough for sins forgave
By He who ever
Reigns in Heaven’s brightest halls
Lighted by His lovely grace.

Wookie missing Maui © Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Prompt
If you have a pet, take note of activities or moods and draw conclusions from your observations. Create a work that reflects what you learn, and share if it appeals to you.

Gratitude List
I am thankful:
1. Alex and I talked today.
2. Reba called.
3. The music filled the house with songs all day long.
4. I was able to accomplish the task set for today.
5. Language flows through my veins, a reality I cannot explain.

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Thank you.

2022 Creativity Project Day 1

The ever Beautiful Miss Wookie has wondrous monstrous designs on 2022! She and I wish you worlds of blessings in the New Year!

There is a pause to
Breathe before hurry begins,
Listen to the wind;
Restless relentless beating
Of a heart, like waves breaking.

A lot has been, but focusing behind can be a liability. This year beckons in a new gown with a bright face, crowned without tarnish. Embracing new endeavors with hope, joy, and wonder can allow opportunity and possibility. Adventure exists; seeking it is the challenge.

This is post one of 365 days. Join me here, at the inception, and we will go wherever the leading takes us.

Gratitude List
I am Thankful:

1. Holidays were spent with family.
2. My son and I remain close.
3. I have friends on whom I can depend for support.
4. I have creative avenues in which to invest.
5. I am still standing, despite it all, still standing. Onward, heed the call.

PROMPT

Survey the past, let anything negative go best you can, or at least for the moment. Imagine what you want the future to be and create from there. Should there be goals you are ready to hold, enumerate those if you wish.

Action

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The Dog Is Not…

The dog is not about the rain. Miserable brown oval lakes accuse me of cruelty. For the raindrops fall, she sudden stops, still and quaking, shakes from nose to tail. I am unwilling this walk to take, but duty tethers me. She cannot count the scents for cover of water; slick it leaves her empty. She tucks her tail, turns, trots me to the door. I warn her, in vivid terms, not to make a deposit in the floor, but does it go beyond her flying nun orifices for understanding? I doubt it; stubbornness is her template. She is that dog, glimpsed, my heart forsook reason, had to adopt, immediately. Love names her mine; pain asks me why? The dog is not about the rain.

I guess this is a prose poem. I do them on occasion. Sometimes breaking lines is an inconvenience.

As a prompt, create something in a form you rarely use.

Bless You!

The Marvelous Wookie

Wookie is not a fan of photographs when she must be in them. Also, sleeping in my bed rather than hers would make her much happier. Her short hairs cause me to go into a mad itch, so I usually let her lounge on the floor.