#writephoto #lambent
The birds thought it strange
it was still light
they thought the sun gone over the horizon
to their friends in the far away sea
the fishermen too,
looked at their clocks
began to pack up their boats
and head for the locks
and while they didn’t know what to do
something was hiding behind clouds of blue
it wasn’t the time for the human’s bed
so from behind a cloud – ra raised his head
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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