A place to show my work
Love is a wonderful thing to have
Someone there for you no matter what
To stick with you through thick and thin
In laughter and in tears, they stay,
A gentle hand to guide the way,
With every step, a shared embrace,
In love, we’ve found our sacred space.
Wave to people
Who need
Happiness,
A gentle touch,
A smile,
Peace.
Share your light
When shadows
Fall,
A soothing call
Kindness echoes
Always
In moments quiet,
Where silence
Reigns,
A wave of warmth
Can ease
Pains.
Lift your hand,
Let spirits
Rise,
For every wave
Can change
Lives
There once was a fellow named Rich,
Whose ways were a bit of a glitch.
He’d sneak and he’d snitch,
With a mischievous pitch,
In games, he was quite the switch!
Day
Bright, Energetic
Rising, Beginning, Shining
Sun, Morning, Moon, Darkness
Setting, Sleeping, Glowing
Dark, Silent
Night
Settle the argument, end the strife,
No more remorse, let’s embrace life.
Arguments fade, as love takes flight,
Settle in peace, let your hearts unite.
The crystal-clear blue sky is tantalizing
Daring us to go out and enjoy the day away
To see the beautiful scenery around you, hypnotizing
So that your worries float away
let your mind drift and start fantasizing
about a life with no stress and worries
your mind begins to calm down, stabilizing
In a peaceful state of mind you stay,
As dreams of joy are truly mesmerizing.
In a world of wagging tails,
My heart’s filled with puppy dog trails.
Their love is pure, their spirit bright,
In their eyes, my day turns light.
There once was a parrot named Peace,
Whose chatter would never quite cease.
It squawked on and on,
From dusk until dawn,
Till neighbors begged, “Give us release!”
Beneath the moonlight
Swaying to their own sweet tune.
Love is in the air.
All they see is each other.
Tonight, they’ll have no worries.
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Paulina the Panda
was trying to create a panorama of her pantry,
but every time she clicked the shutter,
the snacks staged a mutiny.
The noodles somersaulted,
the rice bags burst in flight,
a jar of pickles photobombed
with a crunchy sort of delight.
Her bamboo biscuits giggled,
her honey jars struck a pose—
and Paulina sighed, “This pantry’s wild…
I should’ve photographed my toes.”
So she snapped one final picture,
chaos swirling everywhere—
and declared it modern art,
with a very panda flair.
The sun climbs high, a radiant embrace,
Its golden rays ignite the morning glow,
With colors bright, it paints the sky with grace,
Transforming shadows, setting hearts aglow.
Each dawn a canvas, time’s sweet, fleeting trace,
A promise made anew for all we know,
In nature’s light, our spirits rise and dance,
In every heartbeat, life’s resplendent chance.
While no one was in the park, a peace settles over me.
The birds chirping, the smell of the wet grass,
The lonely benches waiting for someone to come and sit on them.
The peace that runs through me is all‑consuming.
No judgement from others, just myself and nature.
In this stillness, I remember who I am when the world isn’t watching.
The breeze moves through the trees like a soft reminder that I belong here too.
For a moment, nothing is required of me.
I breathe, I listen, and I let the quiet gather all the scattered pieces of me back into place.
Beneath my skin, a torrent brews,
A tempest waiting, longing to choose.
Boiling water, fierce and wild,
A quiet storm in the heart of a child.
Anger rising, no more contained,
A flame igniting, unchained, unfeigned.
Pounding heartbeat, a restless plea,
This raging fire demands to be free.
In silence it simmers, in darkness it dwells,
A thirst for release, like ringing bells.
The rage inside, a primal song,
A call to break free—I’ve waited too long..
Shining bright in the evening light
A truly wonderful, sweet sight.
Lovely glow shines bright.
A lovely delight
Seeing light
All so right
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You tried to twist my silence
into something you could use,
a shadow you hoped would follow me
wherever I walked.
But I’ve learned to stand in my truth—
steady, unmovable, mine.
Your blackmail will not work.
I refuse to carry fear
that doesn’t belong to me.
I won’t bend for threats
or shrink beneath your schemes.
My voice is louder now,
my boundaries sharper,
my spirit untouchable.
You may rattle the door,
but you will never hold the key
to who I am
or who I’m becoming.