Monday 18th December 2017
Out on some rugged hill,
the explorers all looked around
weather drawing in,
the clouds grey and angry
leaders scratch heads as they turn the dial
which way’s north they said?
and so down the hill they follow the needle
to a place where they can be fed.
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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