as the sun says peek a boo
over multi coloured high rises
for an hour or two
Skies turn into confectioners delights
as cotton candy clouds turn from white to blue
with occasional shades of pink or yellow
Another cloud poem
as the sun says peek a boo
over multi coloured high rises
for an hour or two
Skies turn into confectioners delights
as cotton candy clouds turn from white to blue
with occasional shades of pink or yellow
Another cloud poem
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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