This passion surfaces, rushes, boils inside me,
raging against the rocks of my conventionality,
demanding release, commanding my pen –
its voice a roar obstructing constraint –
insatiable creativity.
I should be back soon.
(Today’s prompt is to write a poetic prose in the form of a postcard.)
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The more wrinkly I get - the more backwards our world looks.
Framing Life
My Own Poetic Thoughts
it's a Wondrous World!
Living on the equator but longing for snow
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With ♡, Julia Elizabeth
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Beautiful ❤
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Thank you!
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Expecting a roar in the future!
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Didn’t you hear it? I’ll have to practice, lol.
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I did but it sounded so loud I thought it would echo again!
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ha ha ha
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