Jack Jordan Poet Free verse

Darkest of Times

In this darkest of times, 
	come, be with me, 
	let us live our lives by moments, 
	tie ribbons to this morning’s rain, 
	count the clouds, 
	sing to each other 
	in a language known only to us,
	lie still on white pillows, 
	shelter in place. 
	
	Then, it will not matter.

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Poet Destroyer A June 7, 2013 at 9:43 AM Jack... congratulations with your winning poem... in Heather's contest... Linda Jack Jordan June 7, 2013 at 10:36 AM Thanks... I like your new photo. Very Texas... Jack

Heather Ober June 3, 2013 at 6:00 PM Jack, I was completely taken by this one. "Let us live our lives by moments / tie ribbons to this morning's rain" - Beautiful!! Congrats on your win in my contest :) Jack Jordan June 3, 2013 at 6:19 PM Thank you, Heather. It's quite a compliment, and I really appreciate it... Jack

Ilene Bauer June 3, 2013 at 2:52 PM beautiful! congrats on your win... Jack Jordan June 3, 2013 at 2:57 PM Thanks, Ilene.

Painted Hunter May 16, 2013 at 6:22 AM Agree with Andrea...I'm faving it too, Jack. Jack Jordan May 16, 2013 at 8:13 AM I'm honored. Thank you both... Jack

Lucilla Carrillo May 11, 2013 at 6:05 PM Jack; This is one beautiful poem. after all that it will not matter. Thanks for sharing andfor reading my poem...... Lucilla Jack Jordan May 11, 2013 at 9:35 PM You're welcome, and thanks for reading this one, and the nice comment... Jack

Andrea Dietrich May 11, 2013 at 12:53 AM jack, I just love this one!! I have to fave it!! Jack Jordan May 11, 2013 at 9:47 AM That's very nice of you. I suppose it's a reflection of my pessimistic nature, driven, I suppose, by such events as this morning's report that CO2 levels are now the highest in three million years, and are on the rise. In this instance my glass is half-full. Thanks for the nice compliment though.

Timothy Hicks May 10, 2013 at 10:52 AM I loved the atmosphere of calm and letting whatever comes be in this poem. Tie ribbons to this morning's rain? Oh if only that were possible... but it's good to dream. You are indeed a fine poet, Jack. Keep it up! Jack Jordan May 10, 2013 at 11:28 AM Thanks, Tim, for the compliment. And the same wish for you... Jack