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Awake before the cock crows
As red’s and orange’s split the sky
In an image as if done by hand
A Picasso spreads the canvas wide
The heat rises in the day
Taking the breath from you
The struggle to concentrate high
As the sun beats you with its rays
Little kids stay under shelter
Too dangerous it is for them
But some run wild without hats
No cream to protect angelic faces
Whilst the old are sapped of energy
Leathery skin tightens more
Wrinkled faces frazzle in golden light
Sleepless nights they await
Tempers frayed with others
As the heat gets too much
They try not to complain
But the heat will have its day
Night draws in, in stealth
The sun gone to sleep
Yet it leaves it’s warmth behind
To leave us sleepless once again
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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