A place to show my work
Every day is the same,
Nothing new, just a frame.
In routines, we find our way,
Yet within, sparks long to play.
Everyday moments softly blend,
Time drifts on, around the bend.
In the silence, dreams may bloom,
Breaking free from this dull room.
In the twilight, a lantern glows,
Casting light on the secret reef,
Where dreams dance beneath the waves,
Lost treasures hidden from the street.
A lonely railing whispers tales,
Of shadows lurking in the basement,
Echoes of laughter, memories drift,
Through the window, soft and faint.
Each layer unfolds a story,
A journey from the depths to the light,
Embracing the beauty of what was,
In the twilight, where night greets day.
Here are this week’s prompts:
Silent whispers through the screen,
Connections made, yet unseen.
Fingers dance on glass so bright,
Worlds apart, we share the light.
Messages sent with just a tap,
Moments captured, the perfect snap.
Ringing echoes fill the air,
Voices linger, everywhere.
In the pocket, in our hands,
Life unfolds through text and plans.
Though we’re close, sometimes alone,
A heartbeat shared through our phones.
There once was a chef with great persona,
Whose breakfast would always win a zona.
With bacon so crisp,
And an aroma to whip,
He’d sizzle up joy with each bona!
Molly tries to make some friends,
But the joy never lasts, it seems.
She wonders if something’s wrong,
Lost in thoughts and fading dreams.
Though many say it’s not her fault,
It’s hard to shake the heavy doubt.
Molly tries to find her way,
Hoping for warmth, a voice to shout.
On a road unpaved, I gently glide,
Where nature’s wonders stretch far and wide.
Tall trees stand guard with leaves of pink,
In their vibrant hues, my heart can’t help but sink.
The sunlight dances through branches above,
Whispering secrets, a symphony of love.
Each turn reveals a breathtaking view,
A canvas of colors, rich and true.
With every mile, I’m lost in bliss,
In this enchanting world, there’s magic in the mist.
As I drive along this path so free,
The beauty of nature is a gift to me.
In a restless mind, thoughts start to loop,
Round and round, like a crowded troop.
Heartbeats race, a dance of dread,
Chasing shadows, where calm once led.
Each worry spins, a dizzying flight,
Caught in the cycle, no end in sight.
But a breath can break, the silent shout,
Step by step, we’ll find a way out.
Softly lathers in warm embrace,
Only the purest scents fill the space.
Adventures in cleanliness, a joyful quest,
Pure and refreshing, it offers its best.
Muggy outside, I step in a sweat,
My hair’s a frizz, it’s the best look yet!
The sun’s blazing hot, the air’s like a stew,
At least I don’t need a sauna—just step outside, woo!
Mary received a special gift
In hopes of lifting her spirits,
For she had been feeling down,
And her friends wanted to cheer her up.
There once was a lad from the border,
Who dreamed of becoming a hoarder.
With treasures galore,
He’d smile and adore,
But his house was a disheveled disorder!
In the quiet depths of night, where dreams take flight,
An unfortunate echo, a shadowed blight.
Yet within the heart, a fire remains,
A flicker of hope that endlessly strains.
Rejection might sting, like a cold winter breeze,
Whispering softly, “What if you leave?”
But rise like the dawn, with colors ablaze,
For every closed door leads to brighter days.
With footsteps unsteady, but courage aligned,
You’ll forge a new path, leaving doubts behind.
Each “no” that you hear, a chance to rebuild,
A lesson in strength, a heart yet fulfilled.
Embrace the setbacks, let them inspire,
For seeds of resilience grow higher and higher.
In the garden of life, where trials are sown,
Your spirit will flourish, your true self be known.
So when the world tells you that you don’t belong,
Remember, dear soul, you are beautifully strong.
For each misstep is merely a part of the dance,
In the face of rejection, there’s always a chance.
In a garden bright and splendid,
Where the sun shines, rays are blended.
Flowers bloom with colors fair,
Petals dancing in the air.
Birds sing sweetly from the trees,
Whispers carried by the breeze.
Every leaf, a story told,
Nature’s beauty, pure as gold.
Clouds drift softly, white and light,
As day slips gently into night.
In this world, so calm and free,
Splendid peace surrounds me.
Here are this week’s prompts:
In the garden where we used to play,
Children laugh, the sun’s warm ray.
Dreams we cherished, memories bright,
A reunion of hearts, pure delight.
Old friends gather, stories unfold,
Tales of wonder, adventures told.
Hand in hand, we share a smile,
Time may pass, but love’s worth the while.
In this moment, we are truly free,
A reunion of souls, just you and me.
Take one day at a time to reach your goal.
M.A.D. Works 