Where SOCS
Where were the people when I needed them
Were they where I left them?
Did the full moon transform them into werewolves
In a warehouse coveted to me?
Why wear the fur of the monstrosity of nature?
Or are humans wary that they need some creature to poach so they can reach the clouds ?
Were this a poem,
A parable of wear and tear
I’d gladly state my animosity wherever it would state:
I’m a human feral.
A token to the lost parade
Share the flag of those who ask where to care and when!
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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!
Posted on Sep 12, 2021, in STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS COLLECTION and tagged animals, Creative Writing, humanity, Life, Nature, POETRY, Stream of consciousness, stream of consciousness poetry, word prompt. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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