The golf pro landed the ball
downhill
all seemed well
that was until
aided by the grass or on its own
perhaps by wind it was blown
down the slope , and into a trap
into the sand, in a moments snap
the ball was rescued by his sand wedge
only to find its self back on the ledge
and on this slightly windy day
he watched, as his ball down the hill, rolled away
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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