The Inkwell

from inkdrop – poetry, places and events

  • write with colour

    #napowrimo #writing #description #colour #2025

    what’s with the pen ?

    they’ll ask me

    why not a brush

    or a camera , they say

    its true

    the brush, with its

    spectrum of colours

    can capture the brilliance

    of any given day

    and the camera

    can capture a moment

    in a heartbeat,

    freeze frame

    much better than i

    but telling the tale

    of how that pic came to be

    and the characters behind it

    requires a little more colour

    from a ballpoint pen in blue

    like the days before a wedding

    and a furry friend on show

    decided to moo,,ve up to the fence

    of his Green field

    and greet us with a hello

  • Pot of gold

    #napowrimo #2025 #potofgold #rainbow

    they say there’s a pot of gold

    at the end of every rainbow

    please be aware though,

    by the time you reach

    that magic treasure

    you’ll have covered many miles

    and may look as old as

    the bearded elves guarding it

  • row

    #fowc #row #napowrimo #2025

    spring sees the blossoms

    appearing in primary view

    yellows pinks and reds

  • row

    #fowc #row

    spring sees the blossoms

    appearing in primary view

    yellows pinks and reds

  • like a child again

    #wdys #napowrimo #2025 #day2

    lay on the branches

    pondering on things

    he’d climbed that tree

    like he was a kid in the scouts

    fearless and ready to conquer

    having achieved his goal

    He enjoyed the moment and the view

    but pondered how

    he was getting down from there

  • floating down to earth

    #simply6minutes #napowrimo #2025 #day1

    off the spaceship they came

    looking forward to an extra terrestrial holiday

    on the hunt, from a far away land

    for a spot with blue water and perhaps some sand

    and wanting to try the food of their dreams

    they saw last when they landed … banana ice cream

  • All about the bass

    #Napowrimo #2025 #Day1

    back in the day

    a caveman made a

    sweet but subtle noise with a

    stretched out animal skin

    because the sound was

    a different sound to the ones

    sounding outdoors

    several others wanted a go

    before you knew it, they’d

    assembled in a group

    serenading the rest of the tribe with

    sweet sounding bass notes

    banging on various

    assembled instruments

    sounded different in the

    surroundings

    but the sound everyone

    assembled knew well came

    sat in the middle of the group

    sound of the big bass drum

  • Woken up

    #fffc #blossoms

    image c/o four paws

    adjusting to the warmth of spring

    takes time when you’ve been sleeping through winter

    but you have to find an ideal spot

    for as you think of catching forty winks

    the blossoms fall from the trees waking you up

  • Chill

    #fowc #chill

    The light of the sun

    was deceptive to the girl

    as with the door open

    a blast of cold air floated

    around the homes lounge

  • downsides of summertime

    i

    they say it’s summer time

    the thermostat disagrees

    by more than ten degrees

    ii

    in the rush to declare

    summertime is here

    plants underground are yet to appear

    iii

    while locals perch on terracotta

    the colours of summer

    are yet to return from

    their winter retreat

    iv

    poor old oak and willow

    rising off their winter pillow

    find the white stuff at their feet

    and blossoms on wind in hasty retreat

    v

    big coats…used at winter time

    pulled out as summer clocks do chime

    as frost and snow dust garden floor

    like it did a few months before

    vi

    lighter mornings…the promise to all

    yet ra, as yet, didn’t get the call

    light coming from her chum the moon

    hoping ra will wake up soon