Cara Thereon

I am a writer who wants nothing more than to express myself through my words. I’m old enough to write what I like and live where the weather suits me best.

I am a writer who wants nothing more than to express myself through my words. I’m old enough to write what I like and live where the weather suits me best.

Possibilities

This post is the result of extreme fatigue and a general need to talk. Instead of relegating it to my journal, I spill it here. It’s been 2 weeks since my move. I’ve never felt more comfortable and excited to be in a new place. The possibilities seem endless and old fears haven’t risen up …

Captured Heart

A day early with this, but that’s okay. Prompt from Five Sentence Fiction, words from The Sunday Whirl (the words are up on Facebook). Prompt: Charmed — You get me with a simple phrase, capture me with the range of your brilliance I am fertile like my heart, shifting close to the bright beam that …

Miscalculation Of Depth

Haven’t done any poetry in a while. Prompt from Five Sentence Fiction and words from The Sunday Whirl. Prompt: Accident — The deep cut should’ve been my clue as the visions danced like bright fairies before my eyes I quickly became a nebulous thing, red blood dripping, my spirit hovering above my prone body Opaque …