Do I get a star?

Discipline is what is required to receive a Masters of Creative writing.

To be perfectly honest when I am told to do something- I just want to be a bit of a rebel.

Shout out a mega –No!

 My spirit kicking and fighting.

Word of the day.

Absurd to think I don’t even know if I have started to go grey.

Vanity.

Simply vanity.

A neutral  medlem of society.

forget the bloods and the crips -it is we who are the true calamity.

Word of the day.

Can I just willy Neigh  Neigh?

September,

September is coming.

 Or as they say in Games of Thrones –

Winter is coming!

It is on this isle.

I must write every day – stretch my brain – like- candyfloss.

Chewing on thoughts, words to use,to make this an epic  – poetic -nonacademic,   empty  sweet wrapper to toss,

In the bin.

Environmental awareness is ever so hip and positively in.

For how long, though -we are a fickle lot?

Where to place this word in my head?

Scooby doo comes to mind,

Daphne,

Blonde dude and who was that other one?

He had  a hell of a time conquering his phobia – which turned out to be his career – catching the rising dead?

I’ve heard of challenging yourself but what’s his name -seriously needs a new career counsellor – open up a burger joint or smoke one.

Daisy doesn’t condone drugs, in fact, I am the only person I know that can’t smoke the herb due to the whiff of paranoia that is unleashed from my sensors –

I become that buxom lass who lost a few buttons on her blouse and finds herself – ahem unsexily undone.

I can assure you – it is no fun.

Books, so many books to read………

If only I could inhale books as much as I can inhale food like mead?

Well, drink, eat, whatever- you get my drift……

Oooh, that was spooky.

Did you feel that ice plummeting temperature drop?

It left with the drift.

on its way out,

 I think it whispered boozy I mean breezy .

Did it just call me a floosie?

Goose pimples,

do not want to make me show you my dimples.

I’m being frivolously silly, I do sincerely know it.

I’m having a ball!

In an earthy, grounded way of course. Go get into my extra, bespoke,  vintage flow kit.

Dapper!

Flapper.

Starlight scatter!

I want to live in a world where everything is just, Darling!

Okay – this is getting ridiculous.

I’m sure by now -you are pulling out possible grey hairs,

rolling your eyes,

spitting out  ‘time waster’, snarling.

Okay, folks, I will put you out of your misery –

I recalled the name of that last bumbling, ghost hunter gang banger – my mind is no longer scuzzy.

Are you ready?

His name was Thrummy.

Why are you laughing?

 I know my characters!

Shaggy was the one who did all that banging on the bathroom room floor – butt naked I might add.

I say let it be.

It sure as hell wasn’t me.

I wrote something.  I come bearing gifts…..

https://vimeo.com/40739436

 YAY!  THANKS ALL! 😀

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thrummy[thruhm-ee]

adjective, thrummier, thrummiest.

1.

of or abounding in thrums; shaggy or tufted.

DICTIONARY.COM

 

 

About Daisy Willows

'Words are my everything' - Jon Wayne . A writer of poetry, stories, stage scripts, fiction, border line poetry & freestyle works, Music reviews, Guest Features/interview & shout outs. She is also passionate about raising anti-stigma & awareness for Mental Health. A trained co-facilitator in Wellness Recovery Action plan by Mary Ellen Copeland Natasha goes by many moniker names-Daisy Willows, bahtuhkid, GOAT2Bdazee. She has had a colourful life. Travelled. Natasha co-owns a second-hand clothing & accessories business -La Bella Bijoux Ltd Natasha was born in South Africa & is a French national. She currently resides in the UK Natasha Bodley holds a postgraduate in the Humanities. A BA in Myth in the Greek and Roman worlds & Advanced creative writing. She also holds a Foundation degree in Acting performance. She is currently working on her first novel (semi-autobiographical creative non-fiction). She has published one short story on Amazon called 'Number one' Connect with Natasha Collaborate with Natasha & feel free to Communicate her too. Light, Peace & Love!

Posted on 2016-08-24, in POETRY-FREESTYLE/IN YER FACE/EXPERIMENTAL and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 19 Comments.

  1. Jeeeeeeez…you were on a roll D.
    Of course you get a star; not one but 5 😉
    XxX

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  2. That was crazier and more exciting than a ride on Space Mountain (now called Hyperspace Mountain.) What fun

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  3. Can’t resist saying: Sounds like Thrummy Story! 😉Hugs. 💕

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  4. dont know she disappeared from the net

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  5. ☄☄☄☄🌟🌟🌟🌟☄☄☄☄

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Oh and yes: 🌟✨🌟✨🌟✨🌟✨🌟✨🌟✨🌟✨🌟✨🌟✨

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  7. Weeeee! A wild ride, I’m dizzy Miss Daisy! You crazy my lady! 😍

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  8. consider this sara smiles was a writing waG in plymouth uk then she thought she could not be a mum. she made love her son is now nearing two. she gone! sad

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