The Inkwell

from inkdrop – poetry, places and events

I watched in sight as the winds did play

And leaves 🍁 of all kinds did dance away

Round in a reel down Salford’s streets

creating patterns for a treat

And as the leaves did turn and move

They made up a pattern in a musical groove

As pigeons and squirrels played in leaves for a while

Diving around in the masses of leaves that made piles.

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