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:
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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 16

Delayed

I thought of going
To church today, but somehow
Time did run away
I was by myself, weathered
In, and ice ridden, forbade.
My dark chariot
Sat like some sullen creature
Dreaming of the charge
But not to travel at large
Lamented duty undone.
The sun his rising
Weak like a candle exposed
To withering draft
Only graying white woolen
Peaked skies became on high.
The crystals shining
Where they lay combining ice
With the passing snow
Winter showering itself
On those who thought not to know.

Chariot Before The Fall © Jo Ann J.A. Jordan

Prompt: Spin a work from pure imagination, create a mood and draw others deep into it. Personify an object should you wish, to add emotion.

Gratitude
I am thankful:
1. The power is on.
2. Work was postponed.
3. I slept like a bunny nestled in.
4. The heat, it works.
5. I have food for the moment.

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© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Today and Again

Do you ever have to slow down and find your center? It can take time to remember who you are and for what you are meant. We so easily get lost in chasing the things we need and want and plowing our souls under the toil. Stillness helps us see our persons; music can raise us; reading can picture us; art can show us reason; writing can free us.

We deserve to live creatively and with such love that we feel we can accomplish our hopes and dreams. Some find inspiration in a relationship with Christ Jesus; some follow other paths. As we meet in lives so often hectic, we need to share love and kindness no matter the circumstances in which we exist. Our differences make the world fascinating and rich. We learn much when we open ourselves to one another.

Stepping out of space and time to give ourselves peace to clarify our goals is worthwhile. Sometimes this is done in silence, some creation, some before the eyes of the world. Whatever our method, we must never give up. We are the outworking of the prayers of generations; our promise and purpose must continue.

Today is the moment we grasp; it is our time to build within. Letting it slip through our fingers is not an option—love, love, love. We should be a blessing in whatever places life carries us. Time and again, we can begin a better beginning, for we are living gifts.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan.