An eager little fellow
entered into my room
he’d been sat on the guttering
trying to escape the gloom
And he hopped tween ledge and window latch
he tried and tried and tried
till he got through the open space
and chirped away with pride
Now not being one for cages
i gave him the choice he could take
opening the door to the front garden
so freedom he could break
but before he made his decision
a drop of water he had
before making a move for the garden
stay indoors now ? you must be mad!
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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