The Inkwell

Icebergs

#Writeclub #Poetry #Icebergs

2nd November 2020

A piece written for the online writeclub on something a little frosty, but even they have a bit of character!

They’re floating in the sea

like unseen Bazookas

Their glacial shadows casting

over the cold blue water

as the fleet of little boats

navigate around them

Birds sing out a warning to

their fisherman friends below

Careful dear friends – its squeeky bum time!

but out in the depths – the ice mountains wail

their triangular forms weighed down in discombobulation

Its lonely out here – we only want a hug!

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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.