
Hold life’s varied load,
Secrets, tools, and treasures hid,
Keeper of our world.
A place to show my work

Hold life’s varied load,
Secrets, tools, and treasures hid,
Keeper of our world.

Your final three words for this week are:
STUCK
CLUCK
CHUCK
There once was a cow named Chuck
Who seems to be stuck, oh what luck!
In the mud he did tread,
With a loud moo he said,
“I’d rather be clucking like a duck!”

Fighting for equality
Empowering voices
Making strides for justice
Inspiring change
Nurturing hope
Illuminating paths where fairness unwinds.
Strength in unity
Towards a future where all are unbanned.

Tears fall like raindrops,
Heavy hearts wear shadows’ veils,
Time heals, yet leaves marks.

Preparation is what’s needed
To accomplish what you hope,
With each small step and steady aim,
You’ll find your way, you’ll learn to cope.
Each moment spent in focus clear
Builds the path that leads you on;
With courage in your heart, my dear,
Your dreams will wake with each new dawn

Gentle, comforting,
Warm touch to soothe and connect,
Love in every stroke.
Whispers of hope linger,
In the silence, hearts converse,
Binding souls as one.
Through trials, we find strength,
A tender hand to hold us,
Together we rise.
In each softly spoken word,
In every lingering glance,
Trust blooms as we dance.
With every heartbeat shared,
A sanctuary unfolds,
Where peace lives and grows.ve in every stroke.

Efforts never cease,
Striving towards what’s yet to come,
Trying to succeed.
Takes a lot of your gumption,
and sheer determination…
-MAD/AAA

Simple, life’s essence,
Nourishing both body and soul,
Foundation of meals.

Proud declaration,
Speaking of accomplishment,
Boastful words are shared.
Enjoy all of your success.
Dues paid and you deserve it…
-MAD/AAA

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

Cursing in anger,
Expletive of frustration,
Goddamn it all now.
Son of a biscuit eater
Make harsh moments easier…
-MAD/AAA

Wonderful moments shine bright,
Inspire courage to take flight,
Never give up, hold on tight!

In my mind, the thoughts reside,
Hosting echoes, hard to bide.
For years they’ve danced, both dark and bright,
I work each day to find the light.
Rewiring paths, a steady quest,
Though struggles rise, I do my best.
With every dawn, new hope I find,
Improvements bloom within my mind.

Trust shattered in dreams,
A knife hidden in silence,
Wounds cut deep and wide.

In colors and lines, I find respite,
A world of my own, where I take flight.
They say to sell, to share my art,
But doubts creep in, whispering in my heart.
Keychains and prints, a tempting call,
Yet I wonder if I’m ready at all.
My therapist nudges, “Just take that leap,”
But where do I start? The questions run deep.
In each stroke, I chase away the fear,
Creating my haven, a space so dear.
Perhaps one day, I’ll find the way,
To share my passion, come what may.