My winter of Discontent
Winter is the gasping breath
Winter is the stench of decay
Winter’s touch is like paper mache
Winter is sharp enough to drive the gutless into affray
The sight of winter covers the vivid smiles of its seasonal sisters in shades of grey.
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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'
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Light, Peace & Love!
Tragically beautiful
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Thank you for reading my words. It means so much to me.
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Very gloomy, DaisyðŸ˜
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