She’s never happy is Moaning Minnie
always something to grumble about
Thinking the world revolves around her
always louder are her shouts
It takes up so much of her week
these negative thoughts that fly around
That she’s so engulfed in them
In a mire she is tightly bound
Positive thinking is what’s needed
to escape the blackened mind
To free herself from this train
and jump to another or at least try
But too deep and long in the tooth
maybe she is she thinks?
Or maybe just scared to jump
into the unknown so sinks…
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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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