2022 Creativity Project – Day 103

Balance

Tottering into
Space
Place
Where lost
Found
Grow;
Arrival
Imminent
Always
Postponed,
Probabilities
Impossibilities
Smiled
Because
Perception
Makes no
Matter
Attitude
Effort means,
Belong
Everyone
Everything
Roses
Imagined
Given
For
Doing
Being
Still seeker
Seeking
The life
Beyond
Seeing
Feeling
Tasting
Hearing,
Knowing
Willing
Happy as
A parrot
About to
Bite.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

2022 Creativity Project – Day 101

Use for Stones

Sometimes
They are
Thrown
To tear
Apart,
BreaK a
Life, a heart.

Sometimes
They are
Gathered
To build,
A home
For blessing.

Sometimes
Stones are
Used to
Build walls
Between
The in, the out.

Anger is
Cast like
Stone,
No love
Within
Belongs.

The Rock
On which
Love builds,
Broken
Stone rolled
Away.
Risen
Jesus
With Love
To share,
He is
To Save.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

2022 Creativity Project – Day 99

Why Jesus?

In the shadow days
When the risk of flight becomes
A constant companion
It could be said He is why
The choice to stay is doable.
There are times prayers
Get more than ample answers,
When money stretches
Or unexpected changes
Fix problems beyond measure.
When loneliness calls
Without invitation, Love
Reaches out to soothe
The breaking of heart, mind,
Tears, He wipes them with melodies.
Food to eat, beverages to drink,
Clothes to wear, home to live,
The life He gives abundantly,
The blessing of friends, family,
The beautiful people, beings,
Surroundings fragile; unique things,
Jesus Christ, Creator, is everything
Without Him, there would be
Nothing but emptiness.
Faith, hope, life, Love, gifts
He creates generously to bestow.
Friend to everyone who calls
The Lord who knows each one
Throughout and forever, all.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

This poem was inspired by the book, Inspired by Rachel Held-Evans.

2022 Creativity Project – April 7

A Week In Roses

I reach but let go, time and again. This week I won the Roses. I accomplished unexpected things. Give yourself figurative roses for what you did well.

I finished some paperwork of a mandatory description. I ordered (first time) groceries online and picked them up, saving effort and time. I contacted the insurance company twice to resolve an issue that was a considerable cost. I attempted to empower a friend. I began a routine I hope will strengthen the portions of my body that are causing discomfort and are debilitating. I finished Lore which I mentioned I was reading in an earlier post.

I am in the mood to give this site up, but I am not one to bail on things I start. I could go; I have to have some serious debate with myself over it.

Is there something you are finding hard to continue? You realize your unique combination of skill and intellect is a given no one else can match or share. You have purpose and reason; everything for someone depends on you. Think before you quit; remember, believe in yourself and what you contribute. You are a light for faith, grace, mercy, and love. Hey, though, do not prove it by me or anyone else; you have to be the proof to yourself.

I am just someone ready to stop what I love because it is not enough for good. The whole thing is up in contention for if it will make me feel like it wins Roses.

© 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