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Poetry

Unveiling Joy

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A sneaky surprise,
Wrapped in laughter and delight,
Joy unfolds like spring,
Their smiles light up the moment,
Creating memories anew.

MAD Missy 😠

Poetry

A Fizzy Delight

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There once was a pippy pop,
From a soda that just couldn’t stop.
With fizz and a cheer,
It danced in the clear,
A sweet little burst from the top!

MAD Missy 😠

Poetry

Harvesting Knowledge

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Swotty
Focused and keen
Books piled high, pages turned
Knowledge grows, and confidence blooms.
Study

MAD Missy 😠

Poetry

Fueled by Determination

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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.

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A Jaunt with Laughter: Three Things Challenge #M967

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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 #M967

JAUNT
JOKE
KETTLE

On a sunny day, I set out for a jaunt,
With a kettle in hand, not a single bad haunt.
I wandered through fields of daisies and thyme,
Thinking of jokes that would tickle, sublime.

I met a bold rabbit who wore a fine hat,
He said with a grin, “You’re a curious brat!
What’s round, burbles, and boils every day?”
I laughed out loud, “It’s your kettle, I say!”

We shared silly jokes, like the one with the fox,
Who tried to bake bread but got stuck in a box.
With each hearty laugh, our worries took flight,
On that joyful jaunt, everything felt right.

So here’s to the kettle, the jaunt, and a joke,
Where laughter’s the magic that brings all folks stoke.
A day filled with smiles, in the sun’s warm embrace,
Let’s dance and let laughter sprout all over the place!

MAD Missy 😠

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Echoes of Love in the Quiet Hall:Three Things Challenge #M966

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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 #M966

HALL
ISSUE
INCENSE

In the quiet hall,
Whispers echo, shadows dance,
A lingering issue,
Sweet incense curls in the air,
Memories of love’s embrace.

MAD Missy 😠

Poetry

Shadows of Abandonment

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Fear of abandonment is real,
It leaves a wound that cannot heal.
Trust slips away like sand grains.
Loneliness calls to me.
Hope flickers, dim light.
Shadows to fall.
Time moves slow.
Pain builds.
Now

MAD Missy 😠

Poetry

Quiet Moments

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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 😠

Poetry

Three Things Challenge #M965

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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 #M965

GRIND
GUST
HABIT

In a little town where the coffee beans grind,
Lived a man named Gus, quite quirky and blind.
Every morning he’d rush, his habits entwined,
With a gust of fresh madness, he’d leave chaos behind.

He’d wake up at dawn, with a dance and a shout,
But his coffee was coffee, and not for a doubt.
“Just one cup,” he declared, “to fuel my routine!”
Yet a gust of excitement made him spill all the beans!

So there he was, sticky, and covered in brew,
With a grin on his face, and a hat that he grew.
“I’ll claim this as art,” he’d announce with great flair,
And the whole town would chuckle, “Oh, Gus, what a scare!”

But he’d shrug with a laugh, “It’s all in the grind!
Every gust of mischief, leaves a habit behind.”
So remember dear folks, as you sip with delight,
Embrace your own chaos; it’s what makes life bright!

MAD Missy 😠