Challenge, Poetry

Writer’s Workshop- Quartz

https://thesoundofonehandtyping.com/2026/07/28/this-weeks-writers-workshop-prompts-july-30-2026/

Here are this week’s prompts:

  1. Write a post inspired by the word quartz.
  2. Write a post in exactly twelve (12) lines.

Born in the quiet dark,
a shimmer waiting to be found.

Light bends through its body,
soft as breath, sharp as truth.

It holds ancient whispers,
echoes pressed into crystal.

Clear, rose, smoky, golden—
each hue a different heartbeat.

Quartz does not shout;
it simply shines,
steady as a pulse
learning to glow.

Challenge, Poetry, Word of the Day

Skyline

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2026/06/23/skyline/

The skyline speaks to me today.
Never before has it
felt so alive in its quiet way —
a hush draped over steel and sky,
as if the whole horizon paused
just to remind me
that even stillness can shine.

Challenge, Poetry, Word of the Day

Prestige

https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2026/06/21/prestige/

Prestige is a fragile crown—

shiny from afar,

heavy up close.

People chase it

like it promises peace,

but it only fits

those who know

they don’t need it.

Challenge, Poetry, Word of the Day

Catwalk

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2026/06/18/catwalk/

On the catwalk of my confidence

I strut like I own the sun—

hips swinging, doubts shrinking,

every step a quiet “I’ve won.”

The world watches,

but I walk for me—

a runway stitched from courage,

lined with audacity.

Challenge, Poetry

Strange

https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2026/06/15/strange/

Strange is just the name we give

to things we haven’t learned to love yet.

The unfamiliar,

the crooked,

the beautifully off‑center—

all waiting patiently

for us to understand

they were never wrong,

just different.

Challenge, Poetry

Advocate for Ourselves

https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2026/06/29/advocate/

We learn, slowly,
that our voice is not a burden
but a bridge.

We feel the quiet urge
to stand up for our needs,
even when our hands shake.

Being our own advocate
isn’t loud or perfect —
it’s choosing ourselves
in small, steady ways.

It’s saying this matters,
even when others don’t see it.
It’s honoring our truth,
and letting it guide us home.

Challenge, Poetry

Rich

http://estherchilton.co.uk/2026/07/15/writing-prompts-123/

Money isn’t what makes you rich;
Its shine fades fast, its promise thin.
There are treasures life quietly gives
That have nothing to do with coin.

A laugh that lifts you,
A friend who stays,
A morning that feels gentle—
These are the riches that last.

For wealth is woven in moments,
In love, in peace, in being seen.
And when your heart is full of these,
You’re richer than you’ve ever been.

Challenge, Poetry

Where it Belongs

Keep your nose where it belongs.

Tend to your own shadows,

and leave mine alone.

Some paths aren’t meant for sniffing,

some stories aren’t yours to know—

curiosity is harmless

until it wanders where it shouldn’t go.

Challenge, Poetry

Exchange

We traded words

like currency—

a little truth,

a little fear,

a little hope

we weren’t sure how to spend.

Funny how an exchange so small

can shift the weight

of an entire day.

Challenge, Poetry, Word of the Day

Gossip

Gentle whispers drifting through the air,
Observations twisted with a playful flair.
Secrets stretched until they nearly snap,
Shadowed truths wrapped in a casual chat.
Innocent or not, it travels far and fast,
Proving how small words can linger, long after they’ve passed.

Challenge, Laughing Along with a Limerick, Poetry

Laughing Along With A Limerick

There once was a cow who lived in a barn,
who was always warned of the fox on the farm;
but she’d wander at night,
’til she got quite a fright—
now she stays where it’s safe from all harm.

Challenge

Beam

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The moon lets down a silver beam
To dance upon the quiet stream,
Turning the dark and restless night
Into a world of soft delight.

Challenge, Poetry

Triumph After Rain

I have been on trial for the last couple of months
Trying my hardest to get through the pain
But with each new day, something new comes my way,
Each struggle feels heavy, like a weight on my brain.

I search for the light through the dark and the rain,
Holding on to hope, though it’s hard to explain.
Some days are bright, and I smile with ease,
Other days I falter, brought down to my knees.

But I keep on dreaming, and I won’t lose my fight,
For every new dawn brings a chance to feel right.
Step by step, I’ll find my own way,
Through trials and troubles, I’ll learn to be okay.

Challenge, Missy's MAD Challenge

MAD Missy’s Challenge #008

Welcome to Missy’s MAD Challenge!

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 the week

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MAD