Knowing without thought,
Instinct guiding the actions,
Intuitive feel.
Have faith and trust in your gut.
It hasn’t let you down yet…
-MAD/AAA
Follow Your Gut
Tag: 3TC
Snap, Crackle, Pop
Your three words today are:
SNAP
CRACKLE
POP
Snap, Crackle, pop and you don’t stop,
Morning’s here, let the world hop.
Cereal crunch and milk so cold,
A delightful breakfast tale unfolds.
Taste the magic, bite by bite,
Each little puff, a morning delight.
With every crunch, our spirits rise,
A joyful start, beneath the skies.
Snap, Crackle, pop, the day’s begun,
Adventures await, oh what fun!
So fill your bowl, take a seat,
Life’s simple pleasures are oh so sweet.
Whispers in the Night
SHUDDER
STUTTER
SPLUTTER
In shadows deep, where whispers shudder,
Echoes dance, as thoughts begin to stutter.
A breeze sweeps through, the leaves a-splutter,
Carrying secrets that the night can utter.
Moonlight glimmers on the waters’ face,
Each ripple a story, time can’t erase.
The forest sighs, the stars commence to flutter,
In this quiet realm, the heart starts to mutter.
Yet still, there’s beauty in the faintest glimmer,
As darkness wraps around, the hopes grow slimmer.
But in the stillness, even fears may sputter,
Finding peace in silence, where shadows scatter.
Yard of Dreams
FOOT
YARD
MILE
In a yard where dreams are sown,
With flowers bursting, colors grown,
A footstep echoes, soft and light,
As whispers dance beneath the night.
A mile away, the stars alight,
Guiding hearts through darkened plight,
Each step a journey, vast and grand,
With hope and courage, hand in hand.
So tread the path with faith anew,
With every footfall, life will ensue.
In the yard of time, we’ll plant our fate,
And walk each mile with love, not hate.
Dance of the Crane and the Spider
Your three words today are:
CRANE
FLY
SPIDER
A crane takes flight across the blue,
With wings that stretch, so bold and true.
Below, a spider weaves its thread,
Crafting dreams where shadows tread.
In the sky, the crane will soar,
While the spider works from shore to shore.
Together they dance in nature’s play,
One in the air, the other at bay.
Shadows of Control
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.
A Silly Argument in a Row
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!
The Itch That Wouldn’t Quit
Your three words today are:
HAIRLINE
ITCH
SPOT
In a hairline so fine, what a sight,
An itch made me squirm day and night.
On a spot that I found,
It danced all around,
Now I’m scratching with all of my might!
Whispers of Truth
Your three words today are:
PROVE
FALSEHOOD
BLATANT
In a world where truth can often move,
Amidst the shadows, we strive to prove,
That what is real shines bright and clear,
While falsehood lurks, a whispering fear.
With blatant lies that weave and spin,
They cloak the light, inviting sin,
Yet through the darkness, hope takes flight,
For hearts united can restore the light.
So stand we strong against the tide,
With courage bold, we won’t divide,
For in our quest, we’ll always find,
A truth that echoes in the mind.
Wonders Within
Your three words today are:
BOTTLE
BUNG
CORK
In a bottle, dreams reside,
Underneath a wavy tide.
A bung seals secrets held so tight,
Whispers of the stars at night.
Cork pops forth, a joyful sound,
Unveiling tales that leap and bound.
Each drop a journey, rich and bold,
In the bottle, stories told.
Whispers in the Haze
In the humid haze of a summer’s day,
A hoax was whispered, leading hearts astray.
With horrible tales that danced in the air,
Reality twisted, unaware of its snare.
Yet beneath the fog, truth glimmers bright,
A beacon of hope in the fading light.
For in the warmth where shadows might loom,
Love’s gentle touch can still make us bloom.
In the Wake of Chaos
Your three words today are:
RUMMAGE
RANSACK
DESTROY
The need and want to ransack,
To rummage through the night,
A tempest brews within my soul,
Demanding dark delight.
Each corner whispers secrets,
Each shadow holds a throne,
Desire wraps its tendrils tight,
In chaos, I’ll atone.
The urge to break apart the calm,
To shatter glass and bone,
A restless spirit yearns to roam,
Where no heart dares to moan.
But through the wreckage lies a path,
A glimmer wrapped in strife,
In destruction’s wake, I find a spark—
A chance to forge new life.
So let the wild winds howl and rage,
Let thunder fill the air,
For in the midst of all that’s lost,
I’ll rise beyond despair.
The Enchantment of MAD Missy
The lovely malady, MAD Missy,
Was enchanted by a melody sweet,
Her spirit soared, her heart in flight,
As notes danced around her, pure delight.
With eyes closed tight, she swayed with grace,
Each beat a whisper, a warm embrace.
In twirls and leaps, she lost track of time,
In a world of music, she felt so divine.
So let the melody linger and play,
For in every sway, her heart finds its way,
As long as the music calls her name,
MAD Missy shines, forever aflame.
Rising Above
Your three words today are:
DESTINY
DISMAL
DESPISE
Don’t despise me
because my destiny is coming true
And yours is dismal.
In shadows we stood,
but light breaks through the gray,
each step I take, a journey’s call,
a path carved in the clay.
Whispers of Balance
Your three words today are:
FEROCIOUS
PLACID
VIOLENT
In a world where shadows sometimes play,
Ferocious storms can darken the day.
Yet beneath the thunder, a whisper grows clear,
A promise of calm for those who will hear.
Violent winds may rage, clash and collide,
But within the chaos, there’s strength to abide.
For after the tempest, the clouds will depart,
Leaving space for the light to warm every heart.
Placid moments arise, as the stillness descends,
Healing the wounds where the storm never ends.
From ferocity’s fury and violence once sought,
Comes the gentle reminder of peace that is taught.
So let us embrace both the tempest and calm,
For each has its purpose, a lesson, a balm.
In balance, we find what our journeys are worth—
From fierce struggles arise the seeds of rebirth.