OF HOPE
My dreams are vivid, they’re bold and alive. The colors run deep, as they spin and they jive. Often they fade, to black, and to white— Others appear in magnificent light. Sometimes in shadows, or a dark silhouette— They wait as I cling to the fear of regret. One dream can splinter, into two, even…
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With every sunset a new hope is born, and an old expectation dies. Noor Unnahar
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This photograph has been in my folder for a while now, and I didn’t know if I would ever use it until I saw the One Word Challenge: Enigma. It’s definitely an odd little piece. I could tell you what it is… but then the mystery would be gone. On another note, the long anticipated…
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I’m actually getting a late start on word prompts tonight. I really do enjoy those, but trying to fit multiple words into a poem or story is—to be honest—exhausting me. I think I need a word for the “week,” so that I have time to digest it, and ponder what the word really means to…
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Quietly I slip away Into the black and white. Cautiously Sparking palettes Waiting for colors to ignite. … I really wanted to do this weekend writing prompt, and I figured it could be a good way to say “No more black and white for a while.” I believe I’ve had my fill. Weekend Writing Prompt…
Read MoreLeafless trees, A winter’s freeze, The sky is painted gray. Starry nights, And twinkling lights, The perfect holiday. Inspired by Word of the Day Challenge: Holiday
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I think winter break is starting to take its toll on me, and I’ve only been out of school for a week now! I’m not quite sure what to do with myself some days—I find myself overthinking a lot—and lately I’ve been questioning my decision to major in psychology. Fortunately, I’ve been visiting my sister…
Read MoreThis is my take on another photograph from my recent trip to the zoo. It was actually a moving light that shone on the concrete walkway to form what I believe is a rose, or some other type of flower. I used a paint effect to accentuate the lines a little. It’s not one of…
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moon·struck/adjective1. unable to think or act normally, especially because of being in love. Inspired by the Word of the Day Challenge. Every now and then I check out the word of the day challenge, hoping it will inspire me to start writing poetry. As you can see by my recent posts… that hasn’t really worked…
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The desire to reach for the stars is ambitious. The desire to reach hearts is wise. Maya Angelou I just wanted to do something new and unusual today… I hope everyone is having a beautiful weekend!Peace & Love,—Janet
Read MoreGetting ready for an exam today… Being nervous isn’t bad. It just means something important is happening. Michael Jordan Have a beautiful day and stay encouraged!
Read MoreToday is my first day off and I’m still trying to get into the groove of the changes. All of my classes over the summer were online, so my face-to-face socializing was minimal. Now I’m surrounded by young people in their late teens and early 20’s, and every class has group activities. Talk about culture…
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The creation of something new is not accomplished by the intellect but by the play instinct acting from inner necessity. The creative mind plays with the objects it loves. Carl Jung It’s been a battle between intellect & creativity for me this week. Right brain vs. left. I needed to do something playful because I…
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“I feel in every girl there is a spirit, a wild pixie, that if let go, would run and dance in grassy fields until the end of the world. And then that girl grows up, that pixie hides, but it’s always there, peeking out behind old eyes and reading glasses, laughing, waiting, to one day…
Read MoreThere may be a great fire in our soul, but no one ever comes to warm himself by it, all that passers-by can see is a little smoke coming out of the chimney, and they walk on. Vincent van Gogh
Read More“Consider the postage stamp, son. It secures success through its ability to stick to one thing till it gets there.” -Josh Billings
Read More“Art is the only way to run away without leaving home.” – Twyla Tharp
Read MoreI’m still here. Waiting on someone to arrive and had to do one more. This was a shadow on the back wall this morning, and I tweaked the effects and hues until it sang to me. I wasn’t sure what the colors were tying to tell me, but then I realized it’s a call to break…
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