A place to show my work
Round and round the circle I tread,
Thoughts in my mind, like whispers, they spread.
Each action I take, trapped in this flow,
No exit in sight, just the same ebb and glow.
Endless the journey, a dance with no end,
A spiral of feelings, around I descend.
Lost in the rhythm, where time has no claim,
Round and round I wander, forever the same.
There once was a man with a pot,
Who always wore a stylish bowtie and top hat,
His loyal and loving pet,
Would often get wet,
From all the droplets the pot splashed on the cat!
This is my latest painting, which I created alongside my niece, who did her own. Initially, I planned to use a lighter, happier tone, but as I began painting, that didn’t feel right. So, I decided to go with a darker theme instead.
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
Delicate petals unfold in grace
Happiness upon seeing you brightens my day
With you around I feel like nothing can go wrong
Together we blossom, forever to stay.
In the stillness of the night,
A train rolls by, a distant sight,
Carrying dreams, both heavy and light,
Across the tracks, with all its freight.
From bustling cities to fields so wide,
A journey taken, with hope as the guide,
Through valleys and hills, side by side,
The heartbeat of the world on a timeless ride.
With every cargo, a story to tell,
The weight of the past in each sturdy shell,
Onward it travels, through rain and through swell,
This life of freight—a life lived well.
Once it flourished, a vibrant sight,
With dancing leaves that caught the light.
A canopy of joy, so full and grand,
Now bare and lonely, it can scarcely stand.
Where branches whispered tales of glee,
Now silence reigns, a wound to see.
In every shade, a memory stays,
Of happier times, of sunlit days.
Trimmed to the bone, its spirit wanes,
While sadness blooms in whispered pains.
Though others may see just wood and air,
To me, it held a beauty rare.
Fury stirs in my restless heart,
As nature’s canvas has been torn apart.
Yet through this sorrow, I still hold tight,
To dreams of green in the soft moonlight.
I’ll cherish the memories, let them grow,
For even in loss, the heart can know
That beauty lingers, though it may wane,
And from the ashes, hope can reign.
In the quest for a life that’s good,
Mental well-being stands where it should.
Through challenges faced with grace and might,
We find our balance, our inner light.
Strong relationships, a vital thread,
With friends and family, our hearts are fed.
Trust and kindness, a supportive embrace,
Create a haven, a true, safe space.
Personal growth, an endless climb,
Chasing our dreams, one step at a time.
Learning and changing, we seek to explore,
With each new challenge, we open new doors.
Fulfilling work that speaks to our soul,
Bringing purpose and joy, making us whole.
With passion ignited, we rise and we strive,
In this harmonious life, we truly thrive.
In silence, I find my home
A sanctuary all my own
Where thoughts can freely roam
And peace is grown
Through quiet moments, deep and true
My mind finds space to sift and strew
Each feeling, thought both old and new
Until my heart shines through
In stillness midst the world’s loud race
I find my calm, my healing space
Where chaos fades without a trace
In silence’s sweet embrace
The person I spend the most time with is my niece. She is still young and likes to hang out with her Auntie, and I really enjoy that. We both love making art, so that’s what we do when we’re together.
We often draw and color. Sometimes we pick a theme for our art, like animals, nature, or our favorite cartoon characters. My niece loves using colorful markers and glitter, and I like showing her new art techniques and materials. It’s always fun and happy when we create together.
Golden crust delight
Mozzarella’s tender melt
Joy in every bite
Time to loosen up your belt
This tasty pie is just right…
-MAD/AAA
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