Poetry

Whispers of the Night

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The moonlight dances softly on the ground,
A gentle glow that pulses with sound,
Distant dreams float on velvet air,
In this quiet space, I find solace rare.

Stars twinkle like secrets, each one a tale,
Nature’s lullaby, soothing and pale,
So I’ll linger awhile ‘neath the watchful sky,
In the night’s beauty, my heart learns to fly.

Poetry

Life’s Winding Road

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In life’s winding road, we seek acceptance,
Hoping for love and inner peace,
But faced with rejection, we feel the sting,
Leaving us disappointed, searching for release

Poetry

Rising Through the Storm

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Fleeing will not help you,
Standing tall and pushing through is the way.
You need to own up to your mistakes and be true,
Taking responsibility is the first step,
Doing it now will not make things brew.
Admitting mistakes will help you grow,
Transforming your fears into lessons learned,
With each challenge faced, your courage will show.
Embrace the journey; it’s where wisdom is earned.

Poetry

Echoes of Silence

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Flow of words are gone
Don’t know where they have gone to.
Need them to come back,
In silence, echoes of thought,
Whispers of the heart remain.

Quote

Quote for November 17, 2025

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“When everything seems to be going against you, remember that the airplane takes off against the wind, not with it.” —Henry Ford

Challenges, Missy's MAD Challenge

Missy’s MAD Challenge # 068

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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

  • The haunting echoes of an ancient legend came to life as the wind whispered through the branches, stirring the imagination of a lonely traveler.
Poetry

Whimsical Potato and Tomato Patch

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In a patch, a potato met a tomato,
Said the potato, “You red thing, you’re quite a hero!”
The tomato replied, “And you, my friend, are the best spud,
Together in this patch, we make the perfect dud!”

Commentary

The Daily Extra #111

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By the Number

8

Inches (twenty centimeters) of annual precipitation in the coastal regions of Antarctica. The inland portion of Antarctica receives even less, qualifying the continent as a desert.

Poetry

Echoes of a Love Lost

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In love’s dance, we once soared so high,
But now it’s just whispers and sighs.
With memories so dear,
Yet sadness draws near,
A shadow where once dreams would fly.