Colour of night
Dark, but cool at the same time
Where would all the sun loving dudes be
Without their darkened shades
Without it
Words would be sad
With only blue to communicate
Red is angry, green so envious
Lines are clear
The pages succinct
And penguins and zebras
Can be drawn, in relief
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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