26th March 2018
It wasn’t that you knew everything
You kinda knew….
something was going to occur
like you saw it freeze frame
all the chess pieces on the board
You knew whereabouts
The dirty snowball was going to be thrown
and who at.
Premonition
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About the author
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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