poem Heat By Cara Thereon on Sunday, December 13, 2015 Stifled my mind is clouded bubbling and roiling a creative ocean too stormy to produce I simply ride the high waves and pray for the shore Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Like this:Like Loading... blank Writer's block Previous Post Next Post Related Posts poem Slippery poem Bruise Photos poem writing Slender neck
Cara Thereon December 13, 2015 at 8:32 pm Reply It’s only semi productive it seems. I can’t get much out beyond poetry
F Dot Leonora December 13, 2015 at 8:37 pm Reply poetry is pretty fantastic, and you are awesome at it!!!
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this is a damn beautiful block Cara!
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It’s only semi productive it seems. I can’t get much out beyond poetry
poetry is pretty fantastic, and you are awesome at it!!!