Man with a Pot
There once was a man with a pot,
Who always wore a stylish bowtie and top hat,
His loyal and loving pet,
Would often get wet,
From all the droplets the pot splashed on the cat!
-M.A.D.
Tag: Poetry
Inner B*tch
In the workplace, it’s important to be kind
But sometimes, your inner b*tch wants to unwind
She’s sassy and fierce, ready to speak her mind
But in a professional setting, she must be confined
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She may want to snap at a rude coworker
Or tell off a boss who’s a micromanager
But instead, she must bite her tongue
And keep her emotions in check, for the work to be done
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It’s not easy to keep her in line
When all she wants to do is shine
But in the end, it’s for the best
To keep her inner b*tch at rest
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So take a deep breath and count to ten
Before letting her out to play again
For in the workplace, it’s important to be kind
And keep your inner b*tch in check, for peace of mind.
-M.A.D.
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-M.A.D.
International Corgi Day!
In the spirt of International Corgi Day. I have decieded to create a limerick to help celebrate them.
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There once were some Corgis so fair,
With fluffy coats and a playful air,
Their legs were quite short,
But they’d always cavort,
Bringing joy with every wag and stare!
-M.A.D.
Safe Space
In a safe space, we find peace and grace,
Where judgment and fear have no place.
A haven where hearts can open wide,
And souls can freely dance and glide.
In this sanctuary, we’re free to be,
No masks, no pretense, just you and me.
A refuge from the storms outside,
Where love and acceptance will abide.
In a safe space, we can heal and grow,
Embracing our truth, letting our light show.
With kindness as our guiding star,
We find belonging, no matter who we are.
So let’s create safe spaces, far and near,
Where everyone’s worth is crystal clear.
In these havens, let love embrace,
And together, we’ll thrive in safe space.
-M.A.D.
Frankensteina- Art and Poem
Poem by Anthony
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Frankensteina
Short tempered teacher sits at her loom
Creating a dark aura of gloom.
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Her students remained frightened
Since her bolts need to be tightened.
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So the classroom is filled with such doom.
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Artwork & Poem: Clubbing Manifesto
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Clubbing Manifesto
Tony was from Rowland Heights
He’d rest all day and party nights.
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Then he’d groan and roll over
Each morning with a hangover.
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Donning his periwinkle tights.
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Poem- Therapy
Therapy for emotions, hooray
Helps to chase all the worries away
With a supportive ear
And some guidance, no fear
We can find a much brighter new day
Art Work- Feelings with Poem
Poem by Anthony
https://empathmuch.wordpress.com/
Sekenglif (feelings)
A perfect sphere surrounds us each day
It’s our reality of everything we see
A myriad of emotions, are at play
And many affect both you and me
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Outside the sphere, feelings abound
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And each its own unique face
Happiness, sadness, and others are found
Surrounding people of every race
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Which we choose or rather chooses us
We often have very little choice
Confronting our feelings is a must
When talking in our inner voice
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We might as well roll with it all
There’s no need to lose control
Feelings, inside of us rise and fall
Learn to ride the ebb and flow
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So how do we deal with all these thoughts
How do we gain an upper hand
Dealing with the past, you’ve wrought
Helps you draw boundaries in the sand
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Then one day, you create a space
Between what you see and what you feel
Putting self control in place
Preventing overreaction, a bad way to deal
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So as the realities challenge with strife
Remember, you are in control
Of your reality and your life
Don’t let your feelings take a toll…
-aaa
Art & Poem- 100 Ghost
Poem by Anthony
https://empathmuch.wordpress.com/
100 ghosts are haunting me
Not fifty, seventy-five, thirty, or three.
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Each one takes up its own space
With different expressions upon their face
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A snarky smirk or frown for a while
A look of anger or crooked smile
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Why are they here what do they want
Can’t they find another to haunt
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I’d ask them all but they don’t say
Why they never go away
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I should hire a medium to take a look
Or tell me why they continue to spook
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But the spiritual world is a closed book
And as a mortal I’m afraid to look
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So I found my answer in the end
Rather than fight them, embrace them friends
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As my logical conclusion is here
The ghosts all start to disappear
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First smirky, fearful, then happy and mad
Next nervous, thoughtful, then silly and sad
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Each ghostly apparition leaves
Taking along their gown and sleeves
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As they’re gone I realize the key
Each of the ghosts was an aspect of me
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Emotions can be scary but never fear
There’s a hundred feelings for everyone here.
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So next time when adversity has you thrown
Think of those chalky friends and you won’t be alone.
-aaa
Abby- An ABC Poem
This is my first try at this type of poem. I was encouraged to post. I hope it is good.
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Abby the adventurer
Busily bumbling along
Curious looking for an adventure
Daring to try new things
Even questioning her elders
Forever getting into mischief
Going whatever strikes her fancy
Hurling into whatever she does
Itching to have some fun
Just waiting for the right one to come along
Knowing that it might not be easy but is better than
Laying around doing nothing all day
Monkeying around
Never staying in one place
Open to new ideas
Pondering if she should
Quit
Resilient to continue
Suddenly to her surprise, a
Tantalizing adventure awaits
Under the swings
Venturing slowly
Weighing in her mind, if
X-ray vision is needed
Yahoo she is close
Zoom off she went
Poem- Anxiety
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.
New Feelings
Here is a little something I wrote a while ago. I just now felt comfortable to post it on here.
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I feel a stirring deep within,
A sensation I can’t quite define.
It’s like a whisper on the wind,
A feeling that is wholly mine.
I’ve never felt this way before,
This rush of emotions so new.
It’s like a wave crashing on the shore,
A feeling that is pure and true.
I’m lost in a sea of unknown,
But I’m not afraid to dive in.
For this feeling has truly shown,
That in this moment, I begin.
To feel things I never thought I could,
To experience life in a brand new light.
I embrace this feeling, as I should,
For it’s leading me to a future bright.
So I’ll cherish this feeling, hold it dear,
For it’s a gift that I never knew.
And as I navigate this uncharted sphere,
I’ll let it guide me, strong and true.
-M.A.D.
Poem- My Art
With the support of someone dear to me, I’ve mustered the courage to share this humble Cinquain poem. This is my first attempt at this kind of poetry, so here it is for you.
My Art
My Art
Pencils, markers
Expressing my feelings
Sketching, outlining, coloring
Complete
-M.A.D.
Negativity
I wake up with a heavy heart,
Filled with thoughts that tear me apart.
Negativity clouds my mind,
Leaving no room for peace to find.
I see the world through a darkened lens,
Unable to see the beauty that transcends.
My thoughts are consumed by fear and doubt,
Leaving me feeling lost and without.
I try to shake off this heavy weight,
But it clings to me with relentless hate.
I long for the light to break through,
And lift me from this darkened view.
But for now, I must face the day,
With a mindset that leads me astray.
I know that I must find a way,
To break free from this negative sway.
So I’ll take a deep breath and try to see,
The good that surrounds and sets me free.
I’ll push through the darkness and find the light,
And banish this negativity from my sight.
-M.A.D.
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