#promptuarium #ghosts #animals #acrostic #children
Grandfather always wondered
How every time his favourite granddaughter visited
Out in the garden, the traps stayed empty – and
Something furry was nibbling at his prize vegetables
They all seemed to reside by the tree at the back – where the children’s
Swing rested on a branch – his granddaughters favourite spot
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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