The letters that were never sent

#octpowrimo

the old writing desk sits

in a sea of vellum , vitriol, and heartfelt tears

words carved by a sharp mind

and even sharper quill

now piled in a heap in the corner

edited highlights travel down the glass cables

but true intention hides away

under the weight of an empty glass

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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.