Goofy Goat syndrome

Mouthwash gargle soprano interlude

Still damned if I do or don’t by my inner feud.

Can’t Darwiniate  like a bird fish off the fly

Nor grow a pair and touch the sky.

 

Sunshine intervenes rubbing in a static state of mind.

If I started to grow and extend a branch – could it be so bad as to what I find?

Life needs nurture – decay -70 pounds of envy watching Nervosa images online.

 

Scales de harmonise ‘we are family’ tune

Burning the bridge -wasting so much of this vessels time.

Come out and play and invest in cherished moments

priceless.

 

Chronic choleric temperament pillaged as  I stand my ground

spasmodic

crisis.

Fits jump to the left -turn your cap back to front, leave me in the wind.

don’t mind a body making a life out of lying down – this vessel scowls out an impediment.

Red Dwarves s fall shortly from the sky.

Blackhole theories bask in the sun,

nebulous erasure

Convince counting blue sheep  makes sense

Only if I’m constantly on the run.

Never  leave currently occupied dwelling

 convinced I’ve spun around the globe and back- too quick to reject love.

Trees I planted.

Trees  I denied oxygen -another one down from the felling.

Breathe of grit

fluoride is the key to mutate this smile.

 

A Disposition in denial.

Government extends VAT -we’re all walking a green mile.

Pencil marks that wooden table – with the view to fraternise with  my education.

Anxiety levels cut off circulation.

 Leaving all my bluds homeless without an occupation.

Distress call.

Look above you for the murmuration.

Gone against my nature – constant dance with eternal damnation.

One theory for all of this

Life straight through to death.

 Most of us become motherless.

 

Sorrowful faces- show me the money.

Natures green lights my path

A scant scent bears purified honey.

Extinction of the masses. Humans never as smart as we think.

 Creator reveals a divine plan

Printed  the golden ratio

No time to blink.

Floppy child syndrome, fetus rest dormant for 36 weeks.

Blood, tears, love -fallibly

selfish

The  side effect  of an action of the seeker

Fear destroys love.

Hate is Its biggest symptom.

 

Ever seen a child frown sliding down into his daddies arms?

rapid growth

we could be forgiven for thinking

Life is a phantom.

 

Feed into reality.

Convinced happiness is closer to any eventuality.

Exacerbate peoples problems sad resolution for those deemed insufferably stupid.

Set the sound wave to my biggest moan: why can’t I be a shade of norm Amish tone?

Constant craving for a   collect call

silence breaks out wind to an unsuspecting receiver.

Heartbreaking words to have everything given

then denounce it was ever mine to own.

 

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 2019-12-15, in POETRY-FREESTYLE/IN YER FACE/EXPERIMENTAL and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 25 Comments.

  1. You’re posts are such a treat, Daisy. Never a dull word written.

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  2. Hugs! You are doing well, Luv. As I am constantly saying…and will never tire of saying….Be kind and patient with yourself. Hugs! ❤

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  3. Breathe dear Daisy, just breathe 😉
    And as I see it, you are at least a ‘shade of norm Amish tone’…this and previous post is prove. ‘Cause you still care enough to share and you keep on walking despite….
    Big hug! XxX

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  4. Fear destroys love. Hate is the biggest symptom. Life is a phantom. Daisy I love this piece filled with strong words, emotions and reality. Well done👌

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  5. ah yes indeed constance aND prudence 101

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  6. Excellent 🙂 Hope you are doing well. x

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  7. Rich.
    Powerful.
    Thought-provoking.
    You make me want to open up my file & get writing, which is a much-needed feeling for me at the moment (!)
    Thank you for this, Daisy. 🙂

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