She’s home after a long day
But it isn’t over yet
Got her kickboxing classes
Which helps her to forget
Time kicks on though
As the clock ticks by
She decides to leave it
Falling asleep early tonight
Then a week flies by quick
And another before she knows it
Hasn’t been back since
Dealing with inner conflict
Like everything she does
Way too early she gives up
Starts something amazing
Then leaves it unfinished she does
Art classes, her novel, cookery
These things she did stop
Left in the middle doing well
These things now do rot
If only she had kept them up
What could’ve been?
Where would she now be?
What could she have seen?
She walks by an advert
For Archery lessons
Maybe she’ll give it a go?
Just try a few sessions…
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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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