Salford, 20th December
#Writeclub
A piece from write club (it may be the third of Jan – but thats when i wrote it)
The clockwork machine stopped working
Its stylus stopped writing on the paper
As ideas rose in the air like a hot air balloon
The engine wheels moving by minature mice
The cogs grinding away to keep the processes working
As cold air filled the room, frosty particle clung to every crevice and corner
holding each thought icily in its grasp
Signs thought the mice – somethings happening
which made the clockwork machine chime away
happy as can be – Santa’s landed on the office roof!
The Inkwell 
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