The Inkwell

Blackbird

blackbird
Beyond the night, a
Lonesome aviator lands
As daylight peeps its head over the horizon, the
Clever little feathered one
Keeps an eye on the lawn
Below, looking out for
Insects, or even a juicy worm
Round the four sides of the garden he flies till he
Dives down, on his prey – breakfast is served

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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.