#Napowrimo #Reflection #Blogging101
Through the silvered glass
My double appeared
in a parallel world
Things looked the same,
but different – reversed
in this new world
For every beaker, soap and toothbrush
duplicated itself intact
in this new world
Through fog and steam
we worked as a team
removing facial hair
without a care
but alas – poor fate
the broken pact
as someone came through the door
and mirror cracked on the floor
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.
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