Force of Nature

Peacock Poetry

I am a passionate person. I find it hard to do things in half measures and I probably always will. This is not something that I long to change about myself despite the intensity sometimes. One Sunday I had been cooped up indoors for too long and my passion literally physically forced me out of the door to take a walk and I wrote this whilst the elements blew the cobwebs away!

Passion Pause

When it pumps through you

It’s difficult to choose


and cut-off points,

which is why this Sunday stroll

beneath the spitting sky

past shivering fir trees

is the perfect antidote.

Wet wind whistles through haphazard hair

whilst arthritic fingers form in warped trees

and I take refuge from my imagination beneath goose down

allowing nature to fill the gaps

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