The rain falls on a July day
Hitting the pebble beach
A few walkers with dogs at play
Death of the seaside happiness breached
The sea seems dirty and rough
Angry at the sky and the rain
Today it feels no love
As it drowns in more of the same
The rain falls on a July day
Hitting the pebble beach
A few walkers with dogs at play
Death of the seaside happiness breached
The pier sways in the wind and strong sea
A few hardy souls fight against it
Determined to have a good day, shan’t leave
Blown by the wind, they laugh in fits
The rain falls on a July day
Hitting the pebble beach
A few walkers with dogs at play
Death of the seaside happiness breached
Deckchairs tied up, locked away
Some shutters down against the gloom
No-one out to socialize and play
As dark clouds gather and loom
The rain falls on a July day
Hitting the pebble beach
A few walkers with dogs at play
Death of the seaside happiness breached
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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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