the box went flying
and the pieces were jumbled
falling on the floor
time passed on its way
as I tried to make pictures
of the pieces there
processes took time
but slowly the pieces took shape
and pictures emerged
little steps required
before almighty leapings
into the pit of life
time fixes quickly
as life turns like the passing
hand of the wall clock
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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.
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