#writeclub #napowrimo #nothing
A Writeclub Prompt C/o Louis
Imagine a place
where underfoot
layer after layer
there was only soot
You’d dig for treasure
Diamonds and Gold
only to find
yourself growing old
for searching like crazy
in apparent red mist
the only thing found
that seemed to persist
was the movement of soot
to spoilheap from floor
as you keep on digging – expecting more
than a whole heap of nothing.
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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