In the After Hours

While most were sleeping my creativity came out to play. I will share some of the proceeds here…

Terran tanka

Today with much more
To carry has many thoughts
It may share with us
Beyond yesterday’s blurred clouds
Pregnant with memory’s tears.

Prodigious Prompts

1. If you described your attitude this month, what tree would you be?

2. We lose parts of ourselves to situations and people regularly. If you could return one quality lost last week, what would you regain? What present attribute would you sacrifice for it?

3. No one told you there was a meeting. What do you wish you had left at home today?

4. For the next two weeks, one primary or secondary color throughout your life will be replaced with newsprint gray. What color are you comfortable giving away?

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Thursday, October 20, 2022

Wookie and the Monster
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Tanka, Photo, Design

Today’s Creation © Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

I wrote ten pages in my journal today. This tanka is an excerpt. I picked a subject to photograph and include, then used Adobe Express to complete the design.

Prompt: Combine elements from various media in a creation. Share if you choose.

Thank you for visiting Haphazard Creative. Please leave a like, comment, follow and share with those who might enjoy the site.

Keep safe and may you be richly blessed.

All material © Jo Ann J. A. Jordan. I welcome your contact should you wish to share my work.

Life Does Sing

At the Tennessee Aquarium
©Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Life Does Sing

What is this fond thing
A haunting that enfolds us,
New yet, familiar
Like the breezes’ gentle kiss?
Since encouragement to Love
Is a melody
Quieting contentious thought,
We swim into song
All beauties, surrounding – still
Shadows – knowing every name;
Life embraces Loving
Wrapping our core uniqueness
In almost comfort,
But restlessness inspires reach
To achieve, complete, receive;
Adventure whispers
Never hesitate, embark.
Moments so fleeting –
Do not give up this striving,
For excellence commissions
Toward performance,
Rousing harmony stellar
Turning inside out
Our hearts’ dear feelings become
An ocean, emotion, Love
Beckoning each day,
Life does sing.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

On Friday, August 12, I drove to Chattanooga to visit my son, Alex. I took him a few supplies since he will be starting college at the University of Tennessee at Chattanooga campus soon. He gave me a tour of the campus, and I was amazed.

The University of Tennessee at Chattanooga
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

We ate some scrumptious food and we visited both portions of the Tennesse Aquarium.

I wrote the poem at the beginning of the post, longhand in my journal today. My only significant change was bringing it from the first person to a universal third when I typed it on my phone.

I wish I could attend college. It would be an incredible adventure. I hope Alex has a tremendous academic experience in studying Data Science. There is much on that campus to keep him interested and busy.

I am grateful I found the courage to drive up to see Alex. I am so honored to have such a talented young man who has accomplished much as my son. God blessed me abundantly in the gift of a child with his aptitudes to offer the world.

Alex at the Tennessee Aquarium
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Prompt: Create something that engenders positive feelings. Share it if you choose.

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Be steadfast, be excellent, and find joy in the blessings surrounding us. God be with everyone always.

All work on Haphazard Creative and my other site, Chronicles, is my own work,
copyright Jo Ann Joyce Anita Jordan, unless otherwise cited. If you choose to copy or use my work, don’t hesitate to contact me for permission.

Quickly

Evening Revels

Whatever happened
To the ones who drifted by
Not knowing the names
Of the places once traveled,
But drinking the wine, despite?
Maybe the meeting
Of another changed the face
Of one, perhaps more,
Bringing smiles that sang loudly
Of happiness, shared bedrooms.
There may be others
Like the one in a blue suit
Who was returning
From a funeral wished not
To have attended, hopeless.
Reckon all these lives
Will little remember how
Each place held lilies
In  blue vases chased with gold,
If memory stays at all.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Prompt: What do you remember of a day several months ago? Create.