Dunstable Downs, Bedfordshire taken by Darren Greenidge
To the Downs they did go
Watching kites fly high then low
Fighting against the wind they are
These flimsy kites, may break, go far!
Suddenly a glider appears
The pilot shows no fear
Flying high lie a bird
His excitement cannot be heard
Families sit and chat drinking tea
Whilst their kids run and play free
Kicking a ball, running about
All can be heard are happy shouts
Barbecue’s and games are played
As faces are painted and kites are made
Animals in cages brought for kids to see
As dogs bark, tongues lolling, happily free
Ah but the day comes to an end
As people pack up and the sun does set
Another day closes, seemingly alone
But never, for in this place wildlife does roam
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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