Like a tumbleweed
she blows on by
No-one sees her
or hears her cry
She just drifts
from place to place
This lost girl
fallen from grace
Once, she could
hold her head high
Her ambitions
rose to the sky
Then one day
she was set for a fall
Persuaded to break
the rules
Now she has
no-one to confide
All those she loved
in shadows they hide
So one day she
packed up and went
From town to town
moving again and again
Hoping one day she’ll
settle down
Someone will hold
her, in them she’ll drown
She’ll learn to
trust and also to love
Until then she’ll drift
and life rebuff
Published by
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...''
View all posts by Darren Greenidge
Caliburnus Rises 