At the Starting Line

#Iminfiction

She’s sat on her own

waiting.

Can’t go off on herself

so she’s waiting

want’s to go travelling

in the northern sunshine

off to the sandy beach

where everythings sublime

but while her owners packing her backpack

she’s sat at the start line – waiting.

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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.