The Frog

the frog sits up high
under shade – a forest palm
watching you, and me

hopping under leaves
the perfect shelter for frog
from the daytime sun

hard days work in the
warm summer sun, now leaping
for cool dark shadows

and up in the leaves
the frog he raises a smile
he cannot be seen

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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.