2022 Creativity Project – March 22

Goodness, and Greater Things

Make every effort to add to your faith goodness; and to goodness, knowledge; and to knowledge, self-control; and to self-control, perseverance. – 2 Peter 1:5-6

Every day we have choices, and when we are faithful and follow the advice above, we are likely to have a good experience in life, with blessings of success.

Last Friday I got a letter, which I should have received at the beginning of the month. It was a critical matter, so Monday, I made calls, but by this evening, I had gotten no callback, and I was apprehensive.

I wrote a respectful email, praying that I could straighten the problem out. I wrote carefully, clearly, hoping I would find compassion. I used all the knowledge of grammar and style possible in my lexicon.

I very quickly got a response that put me at ease.

I did not give up but kept beseeching a solution.

We do well to do our best and apply every knowledge and ability to those things we attempt.

Being kind, tender, caring with the people we encounter and those who inhabit our lives fosters love and teaches us self-control. We choose how our life comes to us. If we desire goodness, we must be busy with it in our days.

God is good, and Jesus is always willing to help us if we are hard-working at well-doing.

Remember, small things add up to more joyful days and eventually may lead to greater happiness. Joy is a foundation under a life; happiness is a pinnacle less often obtained.

Bless you in all you do.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

2022 Creativity Project – March 17

Prompt: If you are without, get Writing Down The Bones by Natalie Goldberg for inspiration.

Enchantment

I slept my birthday
Night in the golden canvas
Raft sunflowered in my room
Where the carpet made deep sea,
Daylight came teasing me up.

Nights to weekend, treat,
I lounged in the comfort
Of the Summer smelling
Island centered in from bunks
Feeling pillowed aboard
Rope dangling dreaming water.

When I pushed the small boat
Into the lake, my tan legs pimpled
Like plucked chicken skin
I dove toward the center
But bathed in the crisp cold
Shivering after the floated away.

Lessons sometimes tear
The gentle expected flinching
Off life teaches young, memory
Buys nothing but bills unpaid
True oneself bites, slips, cast-off
Keep confidence to grab on
Not even this, forever, but long.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

2022 Creativity Project – March 16

Rising In Time

Sometimes life pummels us
Others it is best of friends
A reason to keep going when
Tension weighs enough to bend
The ideas of purpose, worth – thin.
Struggle on the river
Leaves hearts, souls, a quiver
Bodies in frigid winds shiver
Fragile warmth, conversation titters
As hope alights, the sweet giver.
Love assays each situation
Making experience an equation
Depositing delight by multiplication
All goodness finds attribution
In Christ’s generous contribution.

Prompt: Use rhyme or repetitive symbology in a work of creativity.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

2022 Creativity Project – March 15

Edge Refined (Ukraine)

Music, the heart of
All we belong ever to
Be, now, futurity.
A blessing given us each
For oceans, smiles, trees, outreach.
Love, a dream, elemental,
Fogging into simple clarity
Samples stolen to taste –
Teaching capitalism with need,
Democracy allows means.
Freedom, chosen couple,
Traveling hand in hand, knowing
Life, a treasure together,
Seeking harmony to continue
Home, dreams, love – now, forever.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

2022 Creativity Project – March 12

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Dropt

I dropped a huge
Blob of mustard spreading on
My cartoon tee-shirt
I should have outgrown such things,
But does one ever?

There is a place where
I know, whenever I go,
Whatever I wear,
The food is so delicious
I bathe my clothes in its taste.

They feed everyone
So well, no one complains of
The trials in cleaning
But be advised, not your best,
Or beloved or brand new;

The barbeque is
Country, fantastic,  filling,
Hudson’s Barbeque
Beats the rest in every test
But from stains does not refrain.

Mustard today here
In my kitchen got me fond
Thinking, so alright
Dribbles are not all awful,
When memory arises.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan