Poetry

Ramblings of a Jumbled Mind

Drunk for a Penny
Picture courtesy of drunkard.com

One drink, two drinks,
three drinks, four
Like a conveyor belt
they arrive ever more

As they go down
So the mind does too
Into strange places
and darkened rooms

And then the drunken
ramblings start
From a crowded mind
and a heavy heart

These confused thoughts
seep from locked rooms
Only leaking out
in hazy gloom

Oh the ramblings of
a jumbled mind
Two separate entities
and two of a kind

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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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