Freezing

#writeclub #freezing

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If you think you’re feeling cold today

count yourself lucky

you could be a bird

hanging about in the winter time

tending to its clutch of eggs

while cold winds from the north

blow through the trees

that said, you could be a fish

down in the water of the darkest sea

the ice might be on the surface

cold and bright white

but its perishing below

you could be a vegetable

freshly picked today

and put in a bag with others

before you can get away

then stored in a great big chiller

with the door closed behind you with ease

its a hardlife, living as it does

as a garden pea.

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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.