Never one to rush into things
Like a bull in a china shop
He’s happy to wait for what life brings
Positive for a happy lot
Sometimes though he wants it now
Just because life is frustrating
He’ll rarely scream aloud
It’s just so annoying
So no fast track for him
Sometimes this is a bad thing
For laziness kicks in
And no new birds he’ll hear sing?
So he changes tack a little
To help things along
Hopefully this path isn’t brittle
Shan’t crack underneath, go wrong
A little faith is all he needs
Sometimes battered by those he loves
Those that take his soul, devour in greed
These the times he feels lost and rough
Like a bird in a cage he’ll fly free
Wings will be no more clipped
He has to hang on to his belief
Then his past, his town shan’t be missed
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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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