#WDYS #Octpowrimo
Planting pumpkins for All Hallows Eve
by the site of an old graveyard
seemed a little offputting to some
the regular gardener
told his boss – he wouldn’t do the nightshift
but he knew someone who would
so just before he left for home
he greeted his old uncle fred
who floated around the cropsite and
saw they were well fed
and just before sunrise he’d silently creep
back to his resting place – to lay down and sleep
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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