He runs for cover under a tree
Dry from the rain for a moment to be
He looks at the moody sky
The angry clouds and the tears they cry
Drowned like a rat on a sinking ship
He wonders if he should run for it
But a dark cloud comes over him as he thinks
No escape as it would pour faster than a blink
So he stands under the tree thinking of his life
Of the past year and the dream he does strive
All negatives are far gone now
As the focus is on his future that he’ll achieve somehow
He smiles as the heavens open wide
Letting the downpour continue to hit far and wide
He pictures the place of his dreams
Envisaging all the future he now can see
He steps out into the rain arms open to the sky
The rain washing over him, cleansing his mind
His soul washed too of any negativity
He now can lead his life more extraordinary
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Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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