Seeing as you have mentioned the word earlier in the week.
Given, that I have found so many bleeding hearts recently.
I intend to write on inspiration.
There is nothing in the air.
There is a lack of inspiration around here.
I declare the word of the week to be inspiration.
Fools gold is found too rare.
Mild stares in fine lines through knotted crystal and shapeless pears.
No gift too short, a horses foot too long.
There is no inspiration to be found here.
Just another day in the wild filed* brown bear day.