A scribble from my notebook (the aquamarine one), An attempt at Haiku, which turned into something else – hope you like the read.
The 5.15
By Brian F Kirkham
She sits on the bench
Awaiting the arrival
of the 5.15
Last train for Matlock,
Left in a swift moment
So she sits and waits
Cinders Abandoned,
No Prince Charming by platform
To cover from rain
Looking Left and Right
Appearance of a Knight
Arriving on time
Perhaps it was fate
That Drew her eyes not to wait
To make move, Check – Mate ?
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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