An acrostic, written for UNESCOs World Poetry Day
Big feathers search for a place to call home
landing on a roof made of metal, wood, or brick
an apt place, out of the wind and rain, to build a nest
crafting materials, easily found – just head for the green spots
kith and kin may come and go
but at the end of the day
it’s still the place they hatched as an egg,
returning with their own – for a visit to gramma and grandads or
dad and mum, so they can see their chicks
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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