The Inkwell

Hope

#octpowrimo

The bee moved into his new home

welcomed by the queen

the drones guided him through the garden

the largest that he’d seen

And while he collected the nectar

pollen went high in the air

falling down on the flowers

as he flew without care

and the Trees they moved their branches,

as if there was a need

that next year’s flowers would be plenty

grown from the fallen seed

The gardener covered the seeds up

in hope fresh colour they’d bring

attracting the birds and the bees back

sometime in the Spring

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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.