There are two people, so far apart
Live in different areas of the land
Both dream of a brand new start
Both fed up of their heads in the sand
One a girl in the far south
Who lives by the sea
In a dead-end town by the river mouth
Like a bird in a cage, longing to be free
Three hundred miles away in the cold north
A man is having a bad day
He’s sick of bad feeling, crossing swords
He no longer wants to stay
Both are close to the dangerous edge
About ready to snap in wrought emotion
Pushed too far, over a ledge
Close ones have no notion
Then one day it finally comes to pass
And too far they are finally pushed
No more for them through the looking-glass
To hell with it! They’ll do as they should
So off they go, packing their things
New wings to spread
To find adventure, a new life to bring
Their souls no longer dead
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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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