Poetry

Finding My Light

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In the crowd where laughter dances and flows,
My heart beats wildly, anxiety grows.
With clammy hands, I step into the fray,
Among familiar faces, I feel lost in the play.

Regret lingers like a shadow by my side,
As I seek a haven where I can confide.
The weight of judgment presses down so tight,
In this sea of strangers, I wrestle with light.

Every gaze feels like a piercing dart,
Revealing my flaws, echoing in my heart.
I wish to vanish, to escape the noise,
To flee from the masquerade that strips away joys.

Yet deep within, a flicker ignites,
A whisper of courage, urging me to fight.
I gather my strength, confront what’s inside,
To break these chains and reclaim my pride.

With each brave step, I reclaim my light,
Knowing I am more than the fears that ignite.
In this vibrant world, I will find my place,
Unfolding my story with each newfound grace.

Poetry

Trust in Friendship

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In friendships wide, there’s much to find,
But trust is the quality that’s most kind.
A bond built strong on truth and care,
In laughter and sorrow, they’re always there.

Honest words that never sway,
Promises kept, come what may.
Loyal hearts that stand so tall,
Ready to catch you if you fall.

With trust, we share our joys and fears,
In their embrace, we wipe our tears.
So here’s to friends, both near and far,
Trust makes us shine like the brightest star.

Poetry

Brightening Tomorrow

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Therapy for emotions, hooray

Helps to chase all the worries away

With a supportive ear

And some guidance, no fear

We can find a much brighter new day

Poetry

Shaping Reality

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reality

In a quiet place, where whispers play,
We pause to think of our reality today.
Colors of life, both bright and dull,
Moments that lift us, and those that pull.

The sun shines down, its golden light,
Filling our hearts, chasing away the night.
But clouds may gather, and storms may brew,
Yet still, in our reality, there’s hope that’s true.

Laughter and tears, they intertwine,
In this strange world, both yours and mine.
We walk our paths, each step we take,
Embracing all choices, the bonds we make.

So here we stand, arms open wide,
Facing our truth, with love as our guide.
In every heartbeat, in each little sigh,
We shape our reality as time passes by.

Missy's MAD Challenge

Missy’s MAD Challenge # 042

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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

  • Some might say that it’s wrong to…
Poetry

Waiting for Guidance

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A therapist leaves, his time away,
Paternity leave call, he mustn’t stay.
Happy for him, but I feel blue,
Disappointment swells, what can I do?

July feels far, as I wait and sigh,
Wishing for guidance, asking “Why?”
He sent some names, suggested new,
But starting fresh feels strange and new.

With skills he’s shared, I’ll try to cope,
Holding on tight to the seeds of hope.
Though the path ahead may feel unclear,
I’ll carry his lessons until he’s near.

Poetry

Gravel Tales

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FOWC With Fandango — Gravel

Ground we walk on,
Rivers and trails for those who roam.
Adventures are found in every small rock,
Vivid tales shared, secrets that we talk.
Energy from nature, formed by time’s way,
Landing of hopes in this place where we stay.

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A Journey of Creation

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craft

In a quiet space where ideas bloom,
I pick up my tools to chase away gloom.
With a heart full of dreams, I start to craft,
Colors and shapes, like a joyful draft.

A canvas waits, all blank and bright,
Whispers of stories in morning light.
With each gentle stroke, the magic begins,
A world comes alive, where my heart spins.

Clay in my hands, soft and warm,
I shape the future, I bend and form.
With every small detail, my spirit sings,
Creating with love, oh the joy it brings!

Beads and threads, I tie and weave,
Patterns of memories, in hopes I believe.
With patience and care, I find my way,
Crafting my piece, day by day.

Each artwork tells a piece of my soul,
A journey of passion, a feeling of whole.
So here I will stand, proud of my heart,
In every creation, there lies my craft.

Daily Prompts

Balance

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Daily writing prompt
How do you balance work and home life?
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I’ve been trying to find a good balance between my work and home life, which hasn’t been easy. My work has often taken over my personal time, both physically and mentally.

About five to six years ago, I found a passion for drawing, which has helped me set clear boundaries between work and personal life. I make time to draw at least once or twice a week. I’ve also been focusing more on my personal life. While it hasn’t always been easy, I’m definitely happier now than before. I’m committed to improving this balance and growing both personally and professionally.