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Poetry

Soothing Lullaby

January 16, 2026January 16, 2026 M.A.D. Works

The soothing lullaby gently lulls everyone into deep sleep, inviting dreams to unfold peacefully.

Poetry, Three Things Challenge

In the Morning Light

January 16, 2026January 16, 2026 M.A.D. Works

Three Things Challenge #MM295

Your three words today are:
ELEPHANT
EARLY
EARNEST

In the morning light, an elephant strides,
With grace in its steps, where the river glides.
Early to rise, it greets the day bright,
In the soft dawn glow, everything feels right.

Earnest and gentle, it roams the wide land,
A symbol of wisdom, so steady and grand.
Through jungles and savannas, with each grand advance,
The elephant dances, a majestic romance.

Commentary, Poetry

Random Thoughts

January 16, 2026January 16, 2026 M.A.D. Works

This week has been very draining for me, and it crushed my creativity. I am feeling a little more energized at the moment, so hopefully, I can create some great posts for you guys.

Poetry

Golden Rays

January 13, 2026 M.A.D. Works

Golden rays awaken,
Painting warmth on tired earth,
Life begins anew.

Poetry

Memories Unfold

January 12, 2026January 11, 2026 M.A.D. Works

Whispers of the past,
Resounding through the ages,
Memories unfold.

Poetry

Bright Bird

January 12, 2026January 11, 2026 M.A.D. Works

A bird with feathers so bright,
Sang sweetly from morning till night.
With a flutter and twirl,
It would soar, give a whirl,
And fill lonely hearts with pure light.

Poetry

Girl with a Curl

January 10, 2026January 10, 2026 M.A.D. Works

There once was a girl with a curl,
Who danced with a swish and a twirl.
With the wind in her hair,
She showed off her flair,
And won every heart in the whirl!

Laughing Along With A Limerick

Poetry

Shattered Spirit

January 7, 2026January 4, 2026 M.A.D. Works

Wearing weary pants with a tired seam,
Carrying a burden, like a broken dream.
My spirit feels shattered, frayed and worn,
But still, I carry on, though I feel torn.

Poetry

A Soft Voice

January 7, 2026January 4, 2026 M.A.D. Works

In the quiet night,
A soft voice calls through the dark,
Secrets in the breeze.

Poetry

The Quiet Blue Below

January 7, 2026January 4, 2026 M.A.D. Works

In the depths of the ocean, the hue is so blue,
A tranquil reminder of skies that feel new.
Cobalt and azure blend in a view,
Embracing our senses with every soft hue.

Poetry

The Door with a Mind of Its Own- Last Weeks Laughing Along With A limerick!

January 7, 2026January 4, 2026 M.A.D. Works

There once was a stubborn old door,
That squeaked every time to the floor.
It refused to stay shut,
Even swung with a strut,
As if saying, “Come back for more.”