It starts with the wind gently rushing through the green leaves
feathered maestros awaken in nests and trees
no electronic devices needed here
as chirping chums share news around the bird bath
and as they fly into the morning blue
the song begins to take shape
a tale of a glorious blue sky moment
twittered by the chorus that’s come together
and are residing on the roof to perform
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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