I got caught in the rain again.
I let it drizzle down on me.
Eventually it started to gently pelt my face.
I didn’t run for shelter this time.. I just stood there
next to that tree.
I gazed up to the sky and smiled up.
I’m the defiant one who knows my place in nature.
I knew I was still winning. ‘Fake it until I make it ‘
Nolite te bastardes carborundorum.
These are slogans I told myself to believe I wasn’t drowning. Inebriated by the sobriety of our existence . Is that an oxymoron of life ?
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'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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Daisy in the willows 
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