A place to show my work
A tasty soda
feels just right.
Bubbles dance,
a sparkling delight.
Sipped on a porch,
under the sun’s warm glow,
With friends all around,
laughter starts to flow.
A fizzy embrace,
sweet and refreshing,
Every sip taken,
a moment worth cherishing.
In the warmth of summer,
or a cozy night in,
This simple pleasure
always makes me grin.
So here’s to the flavors,
the joy they ignite,
A fizzy companion,
that feels just right.
In misty glens where echoes roam,
The bagpipes call their ancient tone.
With breath of earth and heart of stone,
They weave a tale of lands unknown.
Each note a whisper, bright and bold,
Of stories shared and legends told.
Through heather fields where shadows play,
The haunting sound will guide the way.
In every rise and mournful sigh,
A piece of soul takes to the sky.
So let them play, let spirits dance,
For in their song, we find our chance.
They swarm away
not wanting to get close
is there something wrong with me
All I want is friendship and love
Alas I guess it is not for me.
Yet in the shadows, hope remains,
For laughter’s touch and kindness’ chains.
I’ll keep my heart open and wide,
Waiting for love to walk beside.
Your three words today are:
FRENZY
FREE
FIERCE
In a whirlwind of chaos, oh what a sight,
A fierce frenzy brews, both day and night.
For knowledge, like rivers, flows unconfined,
Free intelligence shared, in the heart and the mind.
Voices collide in a passionate dance,
Ideas take flight, given the chance.
A tapestry woven of bright, vivid thought,
In this vibrant exchange, wisdom is sought.
So gather, ye dreamers, let passion ignite,
In the heart of the frenzy, let intellect light.
For in this wild whirlwind, let us be brave,
Embrace the enchantment, the knowledge we crave.
MAD Missy 😠
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Three Things Challenge #M976
Your three words today are:
WRING
YES
YOB
In a small town lived a cheeky yob,
Wringing his rag, giving it a job.
“YES!” he exclaimed, with a twist and a spin,
Creating a splash, let the fun begin!
Neighbors just laughed, with a shake of their head,
As the wet little yob danced and spread joy instead!
MAD Missy 😠
Gawking at the stars so bright,
In the quiet of the night.
Wonder fills each curious eye,
As dreams dance in the sky.
Whispers of the cosmos call,
Filling hearts, enchanting all.
In this gaze, our worries fade,
Lost in magic, unafraid.
MAD Missy 😠
Bright threads
Of color’s dance
Weaving stories untold,
Tender whispers in the breeze,
Ornate dreams that take their flight,
Each detail a spark,
Glowing softly in the night.
MAD Missy 😠
Graceful
Details imprinted,
Filling spaces with light,
Sparkling jewels of thought dress words,
Adding depth and warmth to ideas,
Crafting moments into art,
Inviting the heart to see more.
MAD Missy 😠
In shadows where the silence falls,
A heart feels heavy with despair.
How can you be so thankless,
When love surrounds your weary soul?
Each gesture lost in empty space,
Yet hope lingers in whispered dreams.
Kindness blooms in quiet corners,
With patience woven through the days,
Let gratitude light your path bright,
Embrace the warmth of what still is.
MAD Missy 😠
I need the drive to enrich my life,
To seek out the joy amidst the strife.
With every step, I’ll rise and grow,
Embracing the challenges, letting them flow.
I need to dodge the obstacles, fierce and tall,
With courage in heart, I’ll conquer them all.
Each hurdle I face, a lesson to learn,
A fire in my spirit, forever will burn.
The path may be winding, the journey unclear,
But with hope as my compass, I’ll move without fear.
For every setback is merely a chance,
A rhythm in life, a beautiful dance.
So I’ll forge ahead, with dreams in my sight,
With strength as my armor, I’ll fight for the light.
In the tapestry woven with colors so bright,
I need the drive—for it fuels my flight.
Lunchtime comes around
Joy spreads through me as I know
Peace will come to me
I stay in while others roam.
Time for some quiet I crave.
MAD Missy 😠
Is it time,
to say goodbye?
Will this feeling go away if I do,
Or am I trying to pull away like before?
I need a sign to know.
I don’t want to damage
something by rash decisions.
Maybe I should talk to them
Would they understand?
MAD Missy
Overwhelming feeling has begun.
where to start is the question.
so many things to get done,
with each new thing
just amplifies the feeling.
A whirlwind of thoughts collide,
like storm clouds gathering,
each task a thunderclap,
each worry a flash of lightning,
illuminating the chaos
but leaving no clarity in its wake.
I grasp for one thread,
but it slips through my fingers,
caught in the chaos,
lost in the static,
and still, the clock ticks on,
demanding attention,
a relentless metronome of urgency.
Breathe.
A reminder whispered softly,
like a breeze cutting through the noise,
offering a moment, a pause,
to gather scattered pieces,
to sift through the overwhelm
and find the first step,
the one that starts the path ahead.
But where to start?
The question lingers,
dancing on the edge of resolve,
each moment a flicker of possibility,
waiting for the courage
to take that first step
into the unknown yet intimate.
So, I sit with it,
the weight, the pressure,
the promise of progress,
and with each heartbeat,
a quiet determination forms,
no longer drowning,
but swimming towards the surface.
MAD Missy
Once upon a time
There was quiet at work
Where people got along
And no shouts could be heard
Things are now different.
Where once there was peace,
Now, there is chaos
Loud disagreements are the norm.
Tension builds in the air
No way to escape
No one to help to ease
Away the tension
Oh, how I miss the good old days
And often dream and hope that they will return
But alas it does not look like
That will happen anytime soon.
MAD Missy
My heart races, my palms sweat,
As I enter the crowded room.
My mind is filled with worry and regret,
As I search for a place to resume.
The fear of judgment weighs me down,
As I try to blend in with the crowd.
I feel like a stranger in my own town,
As I struggle to speak out loud.
The eyes upon me feel like a spotlight,
Exposing every flaw and mistake.
I wish I could disappear from sight,
And hide away from all the fake.
But I know I must face my fears,
And push through the discomfort and pain.
For only then will I truly appear,
And break free from the social anxiety chain.
-M.A.D.
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