Too long he’s sat still
watching time pass him by
Too long has he been there for others
seeing opportunities take flight
‘Ah, sweet Jesus,’ he’d
say again and again
Would life give him a break
and an Angel heaven-sent
But no, life trundled on
as he saw it come and go
Never fighting for his dreams
this life he’s gonna blow
Then one day on a cold
winters night
Something catches his eye
did he just see right?
It was there, but it wasn’t
seemingly right in front of him
Like a vision of perfect clarity
seeing all that has ever been
He also saw that moment
right up until that point
Everything in his life
every dot joined
It was then he knew
what he must achieve
To break the cycle he’s in
He knew in himself he had to believe
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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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