Picture courtesy of http://www.pinterest.com The clock ticks ever by
tick, tock, the time flies
Thinking of where to be
trapped again, a way out he sees
Waiting and biding his time
impatient for that mountain to climb
A few hours left to go
the past year gone with a blow
And another will begin anew
with a new life he hopes to choose
A happy New Year he does crave
before he ends in an early grave
But no! He does think too much
always it comes in a rush!
This New Year he shall focus
not get caught in the circus
Too much to do, too much to see
he needs to focus on self-belief
And so the countdown continues on
towards that new beautiful song
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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