Day 19 – Imagine yourself doing any household task/chore, then write a poem using what you’ve imagined as an extended metaphor for writing.
OK, let’s do this…
I open the doors to my wardrobe of ideas,
There’s all sorts here, old and new.
Some look hopeful, others do their best to hide:
They know the Day of Reckoning is upon them.
Hmm, this one looks all right, I’ll use it.
Oh gods, what was I thinking back then?!
Nope… hopelessly late for that one…
This here is so lovely but would suit someone else’s style
Much better than mine.
Mercilessly, I sort them into piles:
Some are good as they come,
Some need to be taken apart and changed,
Some just need to go, no debating allowed.
And now there’s room for more.