A place to show my work
In the night, so far,
A flicker of hope, a guiding spark,
Wishes whispered, dreams take flight,
In the cosmos, a dance of light.
With every twinkle, stories unfold,
Secrets of the universe, silently told.
Infinite beauty, a timeless art,
You’re the wish that lives in my heart.
In valleys deep where silence reigns,
An echo bounces, a song that remains,
It speaks of stories, of laughter and pain,
A timeless refrain that will always sustain.
Dreams drift like the stream,
A river through the soft hills,
Whispers of the night.
“If it makes you nervous, you’re doing it right.” —Childish Gambino
Day by day, I wonder if I am loved
Or if I am just a tool
to get you what you want
Cresting ocean tides,
Rhythms of the world’s heartbeat,
Nature’s soft embrace.
“You can never leave footprints that last if you are always walking on tiptoe.” —Leymah Gbowee
With laughter we run, hearts open wide,
Chasing the echoes of joy that abide.
Through fields of adventure, side by side,
In the thrill of the moment, there’s nowhere to hide.
The sorrow of my heart
Because we have been apart
Has left me hollow inside
All I want to do is hide
To heal my broken heart.
There once was a rain that would dance,
In puddles it splashed with a chance.
It kissed all the ground,
In soft whirls it found,
Joy in the sky’s liquid romance.
“If you don’t like the road you’re walking, start paving another one.” —Dolly Parton
Sparkling in dark skies,
Guiding lost souls through the night,
Dreams ignite with light.
Burn, baby, burn
for all the wrongs you did,
Thinking I would never find out,
Shame on you,
your lies and tricks,
they cut so deep,
but I stand strong,
I’m taking back my peace.
The fire of truth,
it lights my way,
with every step,
I’ll find a new day.
No more shadows,
no more pain,
I’ll rise from the ashes,
like a bright flame.
So burn, baby, burn,
with the lessons learned,
I’ll carry on,
and my heart will return.
With hope in my soul,
and love all around,
I’ll build a new life,
on solid ground.
“You can be the ripest, juiciest peach in the world, and there’s still going to be somebody who hates peaches.” —Dita Von Teese
Every week, a creative prompt will be offered for you to unleash your imagination and artistic skills.
You can share your response in the form of art or any creative expression that the prompt inspires.
There are no restrictions and no deadlines, so feel free to take your time and enjoy the creative process.
Remember to label your response with #missysmadchallenge.
Your challenge for this week
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