Pounding head
Pounding sounds
Seeing red
Everything loud
He wants to sleep
The day away
No-one to greet
This grey day
Bad head blues
He does have
A wee snooze
He’ll not feel bad
Away the cobwebs
And the pounding head
Soft footsteps
He does tread
Sleep does finally come
Into soft dreams
He does run
Contentment it finally brings
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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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i feel so close to this piece!! it hits me hard in the heart.. really great writing!! 🙂
You do? Wow, that pleases me immensely! Thank you so much! Glad you liked it.