
In complete chaos
The life we are living in
No light to be seen
Only these small smatterings
Not quite enough to read by…
-MAD/AAA 07/15/2024
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In complete chaos
The life we are living in
No light to be seen
Only these small smatterings
Not quite enough to read by…
-MAD/AAA 07/15/2024

In a world where chaos seems to reign,
Let’s sow the seeds, let go of the pain.
If we increase our empathy, just a little more,
We’ll find the peace we’ve longed for at our core.
With open hearts and listening ears,
We can soften the violence, diminish the fears.
Each act of kindness, a light shining bright,
Bringing us closer, erasing the night.
So let us embrace the love that we share,
For when we are united, we lighten the air.
Increase your empathy, let compassion be known,
And watch as tranquility flourishes and grows.

Comfort from someone
Is needed but will it come
Hoping and dreaming
To receive all that support
Complete with reassurance…
-MAD/AAA 07/15/2024

In a hairline so fine, what a sight,
An itch made me squirm day and night.
On a spot that I found,
It danced all around,
Now I’m scratching with all of my might!

In shadows cast, whispers pass,
A heart in turmoil, the weight of harass.
Silent cries in the still of the night,
Hope flickers softly, a brave little light.
Each word a pebble, tossed in a stream,
Rippling fears that disrupt the dream.
But strength hides beneath the weight of the pain,
A spirit unyielding, rising again.
For every harsh word, a kindness to find,
In the depths of the struggle, hope intertwined.
With courage as armor, through storms we will clash,
Together we stand, no longer to harass.

Clear mind, sound and soul,
In sanity’s calm embrace,
balance found within
mediating to find peace
deep breath in and deep breath out.

I feel like a fraud,
In shadows of doubt, I tread.
What’s real, what’s illusion,
In this maze inside my head.
Am I the only one to wear
This mask of silent dread?
Please share this heavy burden,
Together, we’ll forge ahead.
We are not alone, it’s true,
In this echo of our plight.
Hand in hand, we’ll seek the light,
Finding solace in the night. Not alone in this…

I didn’t expect the memory
to hurt this much.
They were just words—
yet years later,
my subconscious still replays them
over and over and over.
I didn’t notice the damage
until I began the work
with my therapist.
And now I’m left
undoing everything
you did.

Sally wanted to make stir fry.
But all it did was make her cry.
The onions attacked,
Her eyes staged a pact,
So, dinner waved sadly goodbye.

Try not to be vain,
It will get you nowhere,
A heart wrapped in mirrors,
Reflecting only despair.
In the glow of false beauty,
You may dance, you may shine,
But in the silence of shadows,
You’ll find no hand to entwine.
With each boastful echo,
You build walls made of pride,
Cutting ties with the true ones,
Leaving love cast aside.
So cherish the simple,
Valleys deep and wide,
For in humility’s embrace,
True joy cannot hide.
Seek not the fleeting glory,
Let kindness be your guide,
In a world that’s ever-changing,
It’s love that will abide.

Every week, a creative prompt will be offered to help you unleash your imagination and artistic skills.
You can share your response as art or any other creative expression inspired by the prompt.
There are no restrictions and no deadlines, so feel free to take your time and enjoy the creative process.
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Your challenge for this week

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2026/09/04/harbor/
I harbor no ill will towards you;
I just miss what we used to have.
It vanished without a warning,
and an ache was left inside of me—
quiet, persistent,
a reminder of what once felt certain.
I wonder what went wrong,
what shifted beneath our feet,
what small fracture grew wide enough
to swallow everything we built.
I sift through memories
like shells along a shoreline,
trying to find the moment
the tide carried us away.
And though I hold no anger,
the longing still lingers—
a soft echo of a love
I’m learning to release.

LINK: prompts for september 2026
Do you tend to forgive and forget, or just forgive but not forget… or neither?
I don’t forget, but I do try to forgive. Not instantly, not perfectly, and not because the other person deserves it—mostly because carrying the hurt around starts to feel too heavy. Forgetting isn’t something I can force, some experiences leave a mark whether I want them to or not.
But forgiveness, for me, is more like loosening my grip. I stop replaying the moment. I stop letting it define how I see myself. I stop letting it take up space in my day. The memory stays, but it softens. I am not able to do this all the time, but it is something that I am working on.

Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined. –Henry David Thoreau

https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2026/08/10/negative-3/
The negative thoughts in my head
play on a constant loop,
a quiet hum that never fully fades.
Some days, they stop with ease—
a switch flipped,
a breath taken,
a moment of peace.
Other days, they fight tooth and nail
to make me believe
their whispered stories,
even when my heart knows
none of them are true.
They try to hold power over me,
a weight I push against
again and again,
learning, slowly,
that the fight itself
is proof of my strength.