2022.05.09. Monday. Day 129. Project Creativity

03:08 PM

Not Luck

I was sitting in
A swamp turned out and over,
Lightning crashed, hard down,
I was almost forever drown
Tears were overcoming me;
Then a cry arose
Clarion against my foes,
Sounding like a rose
Banner wrapping me within
Telling me begin again.
Never forsaken –
Come now, new heart, awaken
To a ground safe, firm,
Rock, I may stand complete on
The Beloved beckons, come.
Treasure hidden bright
Revealed in Love’s sterling Light
Abandon the night
Day brilliant invites delight
Heed the sweetest voice calling –
Redemption,mercy,
Abounding, amazing grace,
Sudden about-face
Into arms held wholly wide,
All fear spirited aside.
Severe hurt confide
Those things hidden inside
Pain, deep oxidized,
No more jeopardy – set free,
Found, restored, life’s sanctity.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Prompt:
Can you rhyme or illustrate similarly? Create!

Gratitude:
Music avec autoplay.

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07.May.2022. Saturday – Project Creativity

Another House

This novel…
We’ve been writing
Over these many years,
It seems maybe more like
A collection
Of disparate stories,
Playing a soundtrack
Yours and mine –
The music,
Not the voice,
We just hit a groove
Wicked and smooth,
Winning –
Ah, loose like tigers
Jungle bait,
Antelopes far-fetched,
Can you make
The lesson
Stick like darts
On the dress, never
Worn, given out
With drinks
Not ours to consume.
Still, I know,
Some assume,
Illusions dispelled
Yet and soon,
Together forever
In miles set apart
Known, each
And ever
By heart.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

This bit of riff is brought to you by listening to VooDoo Lounge, courtesy of The Rolling Stones.

Prompt: What music do you create with? Turn it up, LOUD! Find yours.

Stranger and not, the things that happen when I sit in the dark.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Day 119 – Creativity Project – 2022

Amplified

Some scream, others scheme,
Almost everyone believes
It all falls apart;
Never completely certain
Theories may truth entertain.

Life maintains beauty
Standing in wake of cruelty
Denying pain stings
With tears, bruises, forgiving
All, though the open grave yawns.

Unease becomes love
When one offers affection
Without asking pay,
Providing enough to send
Hungry shadows far again.

The spirit who thrives
In freedom, whispers delight
Avoiding deep shades
And hands angrily raised
Willing to live tomorrow –

Whatever the future plight.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Prompt:
However you plot the future, create your meaning.

Gratitude:
1. A sweet day
2. Writing two poems today
3. Moving some supplies
4. Preparation
5. Practice

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May your days be gowned in joy and filled with pleasures. Life, for you, be beautiful beyond all measures.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Day 116 – 2022 Creativity Project

Trying different things. I hope you enjoy them. Likes, comments, follows and shares are appreciated.

The graphic portion of the above creation was done in CC Express. The design, photo, and poem were mine.

I recommend CC Express. It is very fun to use on all devices.

Prompt: If you are not creating, find a way to now. If you are, do something that stretches your talents.

©Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Day 113 – 2022 Creativity Project

Break Free

The timeless appeal
Of bottomless foundations
Leave one another
To dredge rivers of hope, need,
But still coming between – greed.
Advantage follows
The stronger needing duties
Performed with slim thanks
Not often heeding complaints,
Or recognizing stolen dreams.
The ages roll, roles
Still favor some, limit others,
There is no parity
Equality, an ugly myth
Blinding many to problems.
If one stands up, out,
It may not mean advancement
The ceiling rises
The walls grow ever thicker
But it is not done, over,
Time will see the flight
The scaling of every height
So run, run well, catch the light,
Winning brings freedom and delight.

I read an article in American Scholar that inspired this poem. I also picked the word bottomless from a vocabulary list.

I hope this finds you in pleasant moments. I would appreciate your likes, comments, follows, and shares.

Prompt: pick something you read and a random word, create from there.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan