Happy
Joyful, Cheerful
Glowing, Soaring
Joy, Delight, Sorrow, Grief
Crying, Weeping, Mourning
Heartbroken, Sorrowful
Sad
Happy to Sad
Category: Poetry
My Escape
Painting is my refuge when anxiety takes hold,
A soothing balm for thoughts that incessantly unfold.
With each stroke of the brush, my worries start to fade,
Transforming onto a canvas, a beautiful escapade.
In colors and shadows, my spirit finds release,
Each line a gentle whisper, each curve a form of peace.
Within this quiet world, my heart begins to mend,
As I create in stillness, my companion and my friend.
The Return of My Light
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2026/10/25/revival/
My revival of my joys will soon come.
I have to be patient.
Healing takes time.
Though some days feel heavy,
And the road seems long,
I remind myself that growth is happening
Even when it cannot be seen.
Like flowers beneath the soil,
Preparing to bloom in spring,
My spirit is gathering strength,
Quietly, steadily within.
The wounds that once defined me
Will not define me forever.
Each sunrise carries a promise,
Each breath a chance to begin again.
And when my joys return,
They will shine more brightly than before,
For I will know their value,
And welcome them with an open heart.
My revival of my joys will soon come.
Until then, I will keep faith,
Trust the process,
And cherish the hope that leads me home.
Beneath the Surface
Beneath the surface
Someone begging to come out
But is too afraid
Fear of judgment, they hide still
Hoping one day they’ll emerge
The Runaway Rutabaga
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2026/11/02/runway/
A runaway rutabaga rolled down the street,
Wearing red sneakers on vegetable feet.
It zoomed past a mailbox, it leapt over hay,
Yelling, “No time to chat, I’m a runaway!”
A chicken on roller skates joined in the chase,
While a squirrel in a bowtie picked up the pace.
A goat played kazoo as they dashed through the day,
Following closely behind the runaway.
They splashed through a puddle of blueberry jam,
Startling a juggling, polka-dot lamb.
But the rutabaga stopped and said, “By the way,
I’m not escaping trouble, I’m just out to play!”
So they all had a picnic with cookies and whey,
And laughed till the moon chased the daylight away.
Then home they all wandered, tired but okay,
Including the famous ex-runaway.
Tempest of Fury
A tempest unleashed,
Fire burns in clenched fists held tight,
Storm clouds filled with rage.
The Illusion of Tranquility
Silence is golden.
There’s nothing to worry about,
or at least,
that’s what you might think.
Regret
Shadows of the past,
Ghosts whisper in quietude,
Choices linger on.
Liquid Relief
Cold refreshing drink.
what is needed on this day.
Sipping and cooling.
Effervescence my relief.
On hot Sunday afternoons.
-MAD/AAA 07/21/2024
Complex is Love
Love is complex
It can bring happiness.
Or it can bring heartache
never knowing what it will bring
Take a leap and find out
No matter what, you are stronger than you think.
So keep going, even if it’s hard.
One day you’ll look back and smile,
Knowing you tried, and loved, and lived.
Beats to her own Drummer
Atypical girl.
No makeup needed for her.
Is never easy.
You must be true to yourself.
You are unique and special…
-MAD/AAA 07/21/2024
Shattered Trust
I once trusted my brother so solemn and true,
But he took from me, and my trust he did eschew.
His sultry lies and sly deceit,
Left my heart heavy, my anger replete.
In shadows cast by his treacherous game,
I feel the sting of betrayal’s sharp flame.
Yet from the ashes of trust that he stole,
I gather my strength and reclaim my soul.
Horizon
Out over the horizon,
The sun paints the sky with colors surprisin’.
Amidst the Tempest
Rushing storm of thoughts,
Feelings flow like raging winds,
Nature’s fierce embrace.
Underneath the darkened skies,
Calm resides in chaos’ heart.
The Melody of Solitude
A lonely bird flies high and looks around.
Performing a perfect melody,
All stop to hear such a lovely sound,
They were happy, such a remedy.
Its notes danced softly, wild and free,
For now, the bird was not lonely.
Embracing the joy of harmony.
With every note, it soared high and boldly.