#octpowrimo
From out of relative darkness
Comes brightness
Was it the moment of clarity
Brought about by the smile of Luna
Or that single moment
When you smiled, at the simple fact
I couldn’t live without you
For now I’m skipping and hopping
Out on the stars
Because of three simple words
Whispered softly in my ear
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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