​Day 19- Imagine yourself doing any household task/chore, then write a poem using what you’ve imagined as an extended metaphor for writing.


Note: this is not really a metaphor, but I didn’t think anything else could capture what I was trying to convey. 



Every time I do the laundry,

my thoughts spin round in circles.

I drown in tears,

I am washed clean.


I don’t separate the colours

so they bleed into each other –

reds and greens, blues and purples,

a rainbow of emotions.


When they come out,

I wring them




(till they are no longer dripping

with the intensity of novelty).


I hang them up to dry

and watch as the colours fade

in the light of acceptance.

And then I fold them neatly

and arrange them in the pages of my book.



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