Buzzing in the blooms,
Nature’s tiny sentinel,
Wings weave life’s soft tunes.
In gardens rich with hues,
They dance from petal to petal,
Gathering nature’s dues.
Nature’s Dance
Month: August 2025
Good Times
A dude walks in with a curious grin,
surprises await, where shall we begin?
laughter rings out as the night feels alive,
adventures unfold, it’s here we thrive.
He strums a guitar with effortless style,
friendships blossom, lighting up every mile.
the stories he tells make us all feel anew,
magic is simple when shared with a dude.
from dance floors to sunset, the fun never ends,
with every new moment, the joy just transcends.
through ups and downs, it’s friendship so true,
life is a journey, especially with a dude.
so here’s to the laughter, the joy, and the cheer,
here’s to the memories we’ll hold ever dear.
may life be a ride filled with wonders in view,
forever be grateful for time spent with you.
Restless Mind
Sleep is not my friend
For I lay awake with many thoughts in my head
Strategies taught do not work
Sleep is needed, but I can’t obtain it.
The Daily Extra # 59
fun fact
Former president Harry S. Truman was the holder of the first Medicare card, which President Lyndon Johnson symbolically presented to Truman on the passing of the Medicare legislation in the U.S. in 1965
Quote for August 20,2025
Nighttime Reverie
Beneath the moon’s glow,
Stars shimmer in the night sky,
Dreams take flight and soar.
Whispers of the gentle breeze,
Carry hopes on silver wings.
Whispers of Balance
Your three words today are:
FEROCIOUS
PLACID
VIOLENT
In a world where shadows sometimes play,
Ferocious storms can darken the day.
Yet beneath the thunder, a whisper grows clear,
A promise of calm for those who will hear.
Violent winds may rage, clash and collide,
But within the chaos, there’s strength to abide.
For after the tempest, the clouds will depart,
Leaving space for the light to warm every heart.
Placid moments arise, as the stillness descends,
Healing the wounds where the storm never ends.
From ferocity’s fury and violence once sought,
Comes the gentle reminder of peace that is taught.
So let us embrace both the tempest and calm,
For each has its purpose, a lesson, a balm.
In balance, we find what our journeys are worth—
From fierce struggles arise the seeds of rebirth.
The Daily Extra # 58
An Author Prediction
In the 1898 novella The Wreck of the Titan: Or, Futility, Morgan Robertson tells the story of a fictional ‘unsinkable’ British ocean liner called Titan, which meets its fate after colliding with an iceberg in the North Atlantic. Strikingly similar to the Titanic’s sinking in 1912, the Titan also lacked sufficient lifeboats for all its passengers. 50 Weird Facts That Most People Don’t Know
Quote for August 20,2025
The Fashionable Character
Once there lived an individual named Trinity,
Whose attire was marked by supreme elegance and variety.
In silken gowns so fine,
And suits sleek as wine,
Their fashion sense became their true identity.
The Mysterious Missing Piece
In a town filled with sorrow and dread,
A shortage left everyone dead.
Then a change brought delight,
Now they’re wealthy and bright,
But what’s this? Where’s the missing thread?
The Daily Extra # 57
Women in Allied nations donned red lipstick as an act of defiance against Hitler’s disdain for it. British journalist Madeleine Marsh, who wrote *Compacts and Cosmetics: Beauty from Victorian Times to the Present Day*, notes that Hitler particularly disliked red lipstick. In response, women in Allied countries and the Resistance embraced it as a bold statement against his regime. 50 Weird Facts That Most People Don’t Know
Quote for August 19, 2025
MAD Missy’s Art Challenge
While working on this, I thought it would be interesting to turn it into a challenge and see what others can create based on the artwork I drew. So, if you choose to accept, your challenge is to come up with something that complements the artwork. There are no specific rules—just use your imagination! I may continue with this idea, so let me know what you think.
Exit Stage Left
Your three words today are:
FARCE
RIDICULE
COMEDY
Was our friendship a farce,
Where you could ridicule me?
Was it a comedy show
For you to get your laughs in, free?
Did you play the leading role,
While I sat in the crowd,
Hoping for a moment,
When you’d lift me from the shroud?
Were my secrets just punchlines,
My heart a joke on display?
I sought a bond and connection,
Not the cruelty of your play.
Yet here I stand, unbroken,
No longer part of your scene,
I’ll rewrite my own story,
Where I’ve learned to be seen.
So take your laughter, your mockery,
And leave me to find my way,
In a world where friendships flourish,
And genuine hearts can stay.
M.A.D. Works 