Divergent Destiny

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Divergent Destiny

The color, a little fades
Out of every scene today,
Children’s toys put away;
Memories caught – in moments –
Mothballed in the distinct past,
What we wanted, dreamed
Touched with hope, joys unseem.

Now pleasures rolled back
Thick, clouded, velvet curtains
Drawn, enshrouding mystery;
Who we are, and who become
No longer treasures, as begun,
Letting hours, freshets run
Under shadow, below sun.

No word, no rumor fond
Does escape to foster breath,
Another one intake, bereft;
They say death is cruel:
But this unknown we wrestle –
It grinds like mortar against pestle –
Plans fade… beyond investment.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Monday, March 2, 2026

Experience takes us down unexpected pathways. Every day seems to evolve or devolve. We are shaped by these revolutions in thought and deed.

Think about things you see or have seen manifesting in your life. Perhaps unexpected transitions are occurring in your relationships.

Prompt: Create something that illustrates, in words or any other form, the “Divergent Destiny” you are navigating or have navigated.
Bonus: Imagine a path forward and create around the possibility.

I am grateful:
1.  Shelter
2.  Food
3.  Friendship
4.  Creativity
5.  Alex

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Please remember what you find here is my creation and credit it as such.

May God richly bless you in all ways and always.

Always and Evermore,
Jo Ann

What Cometh Upon Morning

Truth, Ink Skips

The day,
now, arrives
Abstract as
splotches
dripped from
A hard-shaken
brush;
What fading
becomes, of us,
When we
hardly stay
in touch?
We wake,
lightning stroke,
Days so many
thoughts
provoke;
We used to
get up early
so we could ski
on the lake
before other
campers got
in the water.
Often fog
would lie
in stillness
until we
cleaved it,
Fog on lake,
like smoke.
Those great
heavy stones,
So originally
placed;
Existence
has weight.
Consciousness
becoming
clear in
daybreak’s
glamorous
glare.
Creativity
anchored
within
Love so
deep,
Summer
songs repeat.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Monday, September 29, 2025

Prompt: Can you synthesize memory and philosophy in a burst of Creativity? Try!