The Inkwell

Story Telling

A silver medal winning piece on telling stories

Words on a page
are like keys to a door
opening to a vision

I want to gallop
cross moor and fields
in the light of the morning sun

I want to be a detective
solving mysteries
and do it all before lunch
and perhaps after tea

I want to be the leader of men
or wolves or dwarves or trolls
and go on an adventure
and see where fate it rolls

Some they call them fairy tales
but you know – it never fails
that upon hearing tales of this kind
it sparks new visions in the mind

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Inkdrop is freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, architecture, and artistic expression. With a background in computing, and writing – his pen name harks back to when he played around with rhymes and a fountain pen. Now joined by a selection of created photos from an acquired DSLR camera He shares insights with scribblers of all backgrounds. Outside of visiting museums and exploring the latest in exhibits , he enjoys walking through the countryside in pursuit of the next rainbow.