Salford, 4th February 2018
Singing it’s calls in the middle of the night
A black cat appears with four paws white
Out of the cover he pops up his head
Skipping into garden, waiting to be fed
Wailing kept silent, for his owner still sleeps
So round garden with mouse, he gently creeps
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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