The trees are bending
moving to a western tune
played by coming wind
rolling autumn leaves
around tarmac cul-de-sacs
to the alley’s end
follow the brown leaves
and you find them piled up high
by a pelican
some decide to rest
whilst others run the gauntlet
towards the river
final resting spot ?
answer to question – unclear
floating down river
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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