Poetry

Whispers of Friendship

In the quiet corners of my mind,
I trace our laughter, sweet and unconfined.
Days painted bright with shared delight,
But now the colors fade into the night.

Was it a word, or a glance unseen?
Did I cross a line, break what had been?
I wonder if echoes of our joy still remain,
Or if silence now holds what once was plain.

The memories dance like shadows in the light,
Each cherished moment, now just out of sight.
I yearn for the stories in whispers we’d share,
The dreams we painted, a canvas laid bare.

If I stumbled along the path we once tread,
I’d give anything to turn back instead.
To walk by your side, feel the warmth of your smile,
To hold on to friendship, even just for a while.

So here’s to the laughter that lingered so long,
To the music of friendship, our unbroken song.
If you find it within, just a flicker, a spark,
Know I’m here waiting, through light and through dark.

Poetry

Embracing the Mush

My brain feels soft, a mushy heap,
Thoughts all jumbled, not a peep.
Ideas slip like grains of sand,
I reach for thoughts, but they won’t stand.

Once so bright with spark and flare,
Now they float like leaves in air.
A foggy cloud, a heavy weight,
Every simple task feels like fate.

Words get tangled, lost in space,
I search for them, but can’t keep pace.
It’s hard to focus, hard to think,
Just like a drink that’s gone to sink.

But in this mush, a calm does creep,
A cozy blanket, soft and deep.
Though thoughts may sway, and focus drift,
I find some peace, a little gift.

So here I sit, with brain a mess,
Embracing chaos, I must confess.
Through all the mush, I’ll take my time,
And find the sense in this silly rhyme.

Poetry

Breaking Free

Why am I so shy,
Always have been,
Need to socialize with others,
But it’s hard to begin.

I watch from afar,
As friends laugh and play,
Wishing I could join,
But my words fade away.

A smile, a wave,
That’s a start, I know,
Step by step I’ll try,
To let my true self show.

In time I might find,
A way to break free,
To share my own laughter,
And just be me.

Challenge, Poetry

Bark of The Day #1

Bark of the Day

de·but – dāˈbyo͞o/

Noun - a person's first appearance or performance in a particular capacity or role. 
Verb - perform in public for the first time.

mid 18th century: from French début, from débuter ‘lead off’.

RULES – Have fun!

Write a post in 33 words using “This debut is …” somewhere in the post.

Here’s mine

In twilight’s glow, her dreams debut,
A canvas whispered, colors anew.
With trembling heart, she boldly takes the stage,
Each note a story, a turning page.
Hope dances bright, as fears gently subdue.

Poetry

Yearning for the Stars’ Repose

Sleep, how I have missed you so,
You have ventured away,
With no reason why,
Like shadows at the end of day.

The nights stretch on, an endless tide,
Whispers of dreams that fade and hide.
In twilight’s arms, I long to lay,
To chase the worries of the day.

Yet here I wander, eyes awake,
In silence filled with thoughts that ache.
Oh, sweet embrace, come back, I plead,
For in your depths, my soul is freed.

Bring the comfort of your soft retreat,
Where time unwinds, and hearts can meet.
So, guide me gently, let me find,
The solace only you can bind.

In slumber’s hold, my hurt will cease,
As dreams weave stories, bringing peace.
So, I await, with hopeful sigh,
For you, dear Sleep, to draw nigh.

Poetry

The Keeper of Treasures

An elastic bag
Holding items
Safely tucked inside,
Treasures and snacks,
With nothing to hide.

It stretches and bends,
Embracing with care,
A keeper of memories,
Always ready to share.

Poetry, Three Things Challenge

Nostalgic Play

Your three words today are:
CATCH
THROW
HURL

The joy of games,
When I was younger,
I’d throw, catch, and hurl a ball
With my relatives,
A game we created
When we gathered together.
Oh, how I miss those days;
They feel like long past dreams.
I sit here now,
Remembering those good times,
Each memory a warm embrace.

Poetry

The Echoes of Childhood

Your words are:
play, toy, companion, silence, hint, solitary, box, ring, adult, skill, young, knack.

In a box of memories, a toy lies in wait,
A companion from youth, a hint of fate.
In silence, it whispers of laughter and play,
A skill and a knack for the simple, brightening the day.

A solitary ring shines with stories untold,
Echoes of joy from the brave and the bold.
Though time may have passed as we’ve grown into young adults,
The play of our childhood is life’s sweetest song.

Poetry

A Fizzy Companion

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.

Poetry, Word of the Day

Bagpipes

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.

Poetry, Word of the Day

Whispers of Hope

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.

Poetry, Three Things Challenge

Whirlwind of Wisdom: Three Things Challenge #M987

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 😠

Poetry

The Cheeky Yob’s Splashing Adventure: Three Things Challenge #M976

Welcome to the daily Three Things Challenge. Use your imagination and creativity using one, two or all three words that may or may not be related. There are no restrictions regarding length, style, or genre, though please keep it family friendly. Tag your responses with 3TC, #threethingschallenge or TTC, and you can add my logo […]

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 😠

Poetry

Whispers of the Cosmos

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 😠

Poetry

Whispers of Color

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 😠