The Inkwell

from inkdrop – poetry, places and events

Salford 1st March

Like a bullet

It flew down the street

Towards the other side of the dual carriageway and

The waterside

Local cats, couldn’t catch him

Even if they tried – he was too far up to reach

Before our feathered friend

Islands of Plenty – with seeds galore

Ready to be eaten by our feathered friend and his chums

Dropped on a patch of green

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