Grief it churns out carbon dioxide
Thoughts lead by military force
Grief it strikes you across your cheek
If you dare ignore the ones hurt by your defeat
Grief it conjures a body to sway against life’s tide
Grief is tics revealed by neurosis
Call it the quacks to lead us to another direct line
You will be just fine
Shift a bit in the corner
Let it leave our hearts
For a retrieval
A chance to shine
Turn to this moment.
March forwards to a beat instilling a sense of playful footwork to the dance of living by being.
*writing poem challenge: describe grief in physical terms
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.
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'
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Light, Peace & Love!
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