
Up
High
A star
Brightly shines
Waiting patiently
For a chance to grant wishes
A place to show my work

Up
High
A star
Brightly shines
Waiting patiently
For a chance to grant wishes

Dark
Clouds
above
rain waiting
patiently to drop
To cleanse the world of all its filth.

If you hear a voice within you say “you cannot paint,” then by all means paint and that voice will be silenced. –Vincent Van Gogh

Cranberries can bounce
The small round fruit contains four air pockets, allowing them to not only float in water, but bounce when dropped on a hard surface. Try it and see!

The two most important days in your life are the day you are born and the day you find out why. –Mark Twain

Blank slate to create
Many ideas swirl in me.
Not sure what to do.

Rescue me from all that hinders me,
From shadows that weigh heavy on my soul,
Cut through the thorns that bind so viciously,
To find the path that leads me to be whole.
Lift me above the tides of doubt and fear,
Where whispers of despair no longer reign,
In the light of hope, let my heart draw near,
To find the strength to rise beyond the pain.
Let the winds of change blow fiercely, unrestrained,
And shake the chains that keep my spirit down,
In the dawn of clarity, I’ve obtained,
The courage to reclaim my lost renown.
For in my heart, I’ll find a way to see,
The beauty in the struggle, and to be free.

A 16th-century “dance plague” caused people to drop like flies
In the summer of 1518, hundreds of citizens in the French city of Strasbourg danced uncontrollably for days and weeks on end, with some dying from the overexertion. According to the History Channel, scientists and historians aren’t quite sure what was behind the deadly dance-a-thon, but some choice theories include the participants being part of a religious cult or having ingested a toxic mold on bread that produced spasms and hallucinations.- 50 Weird Facts That Most People Don’t Know
Your three words today are:
CONTROL
NONE
TIME

In the dance of fleeting time,
We seek to grasp what feels sublime.
Yet in the quiet, we find our role,
For in the end, we have control—
Over none but moments passed,
In fleeting breaths, our joys amassed.

The eyes are the window to the soul,
Guardians of secrets, they quietly unfold.
They speak without words, a language so pure,
In each gaze exchanged, our connections endure.
Stars in the twilight, shining so bright,
Whispers of dreams in the softest light.
So cherish the moments, let your gaze roam free,
For in those deep windows, true beauty we see.

Groaners: World’s Best of Bad Jokes and Puns
Q: Why does the weightlifter teach social studies?
A: He’s a history buff

Either you run the day, or the day runs you. –Jim Rohn
Your three words today are:
ROW
ARGUMENT
SILLY

In a cozy café, four friends in a row,
Began a debate that started off slow.
They argued and bickered, oh what a sight,
Over who had the best secret cookie bite.
One claimed it was chocolate, another was nuts,
While one waved her hands, saying, “You’re all butts!”
They laughed and they shouted, it turned quite absurd,
A silly argument with barely a word.
So next time in cafés, if tensions arise,
Just remember to laugh, and share silly pies!

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

A barber in India cuts hair with fire
Nazim Ali, a haircutter in New Delhi, has been using flammable chemicals he ignites in order to ‘cut’ and style hair, according to Ripley’s Believe It or Not! Ali’s been using his technique for 30 years, and is especially popular with the Dehli youth.