Between

 

In between the words

We say one unto another

Lie syllables and silence

Which speak boldly out

Thoughts and feelings

We dare not yet give voice.

 

Our soft and soothing tones

Caress each other gently

The dance stepping ever

Subtly closer to the point

Where I might whisper

I love you and you respond in kind.

 

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Wednesday, February 18, 2004

 

Language

 

I never could teach my heart

to sizzle over meager taste

of opinions with no foundation

in thought and experience.

 

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

October 3, 2003

 

A Magnetic Refrigerator Poem

 

I drive fast…

Burn hot beneath my dress

Ache from disuse

Produce delicate love

Gorgeous life, enormous dream.

All luscious woman

The whisper of delicious

Essential language

Always pleases me.

 

Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

© August 27, 2003

 

Honor America

 

Celebrate freedom beautiful angel

Soothe and bless us with your voice

Defend the bountiful equal opportunity

Of independence, hope, and true peace

Urge us to live in happiness together;

Bring paradise to us in a sweet dream.

 

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

October 3, 2003

 

Everyday Grandeur

 

May you live each day

In beauty and delight

Aware that God created

In you majesty and might.

 

May you find grace

In every single moment

Knowing your presence

Is to others a blessing.

 

May love travel with you

Wherever you may go

Spreading to whomever

You may come to know.

 

May pleasure and joy

In your essence abide

Sharing peace and comfort

In all corners of life.

 

May excellence and goodness

In your endeavors abound

For there is greatness in you

No force can ever confound.

 

© Jo Ann Joyce Anita Jordan

1996

 

Dandelions

 

The bright yellow blooms

Are in all ways tenacious

Thriving on the effort

To eradicate existence.

 

As if a worthy flower

The rife seed pods

Propagate the growth

Across the wayward lawn.

 

Not being ambitious

Enough to employ

The expensive turf experts,

I attempt weeding alone.

 

The area once cleared

Of sunny blossoms

Is again recovered

By sturdy round heads.

 

Sometimes I think

What good purpose

Serves this constant battle?

The flowers are pretty, anyway.

 

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

June 1, 1994

 

Autumn bares tree limbs

Of the leavings from Summer;

Days grow ever short.

 

Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

© December 11, 2007

 

Sunlit Autumn days

Pass us by very quickly,

Fleeting memory.

 

Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

© December 10, 2007

 

Autumn leaves fall like

The tears of a lover spurned

After many years.

 

Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

© December 9, 2007

 

Instruction and Thankfulness

 

Gratitude gains us

Lessons in appreciation

For the pathways

That lead us through life.

 

Everyone gains experience

On the pathways chosen

To teach lessons that result

In gratitude for life’s many gifts.

 

Many of life’s lessons

Lead us on pathways

Where we gain gratitude

For our existence.

 

Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

© December 7, 2007