Day 13 – Idiom

Beat around the bush

Her steps were grace


Her movements like fluid 


She circled the bush


Like a hypnotic druid


*****


He held her gaze


Causing her heart to race


His stick in hand


As he gave chase


*****


Her laugh a song


As she smacked the bush


Her heart’s true desire


Kept a silent hush


*****


He followed her cues


Pride kept him steady


Protecting his heart


Unsure she was ready


*****


Their hearts called


To one another


Dared not admit


Never to be together


*****


Day 13’s challenge

 


For Day 13, the challenge was to write ” a poem in which the words or meaning of a familiar phrase get up-ended. For example, if you chose the phrase “A stitch in time saves nine,” you might reverse that into something like: “a broken thread; I’m late, so many lost.” Or “It’s raining cats and dogs” might prompt the phrase “Snakes and lizards evaporate into the sky.” Those are both rather haunting, strange images, and exploring them could provide you with an equally haunting, strange poem (or a funny one!)”


Today, you get two poems because I wrote “Bear in mind” on Opus a few years ago and I think it is perfect for this prompt.  Opus was an iPhone app but is now a website called Opusia available for all to use.  It is very popular with poets, although they welcome all types of writing.


However, I feel it cheating NaPoWriMo to use an already written poem.  The challenge is to write a poem every day.  So, ‘Beat around the bush’ is the poem for today’s prompt.


These phrases are called idioms.  To discover more idioms, please visit www.smart-word.org.


Bear in mind

Bear in mind

That’s what she said

And in that moment

He climbed into my head


His fur was brown

The colour dull

With not much space

Pressed against my skull


He was not happy

The grizzly chappie 

He could not get comfy

For it was not roomy


How it got in there

I’ll never know

Through my ears

Or up my nose


But once he was in

He could not move

So squashed in

He couldn’t groove


Squished up he was

Against my brain

He began

To complain


He moaned

He groaned

He infected me

Soon I too was grumpy


I had to get him out

Making me scream and shout

As the sound left my mouth

A little bear managed to get out


So bear in mind

When you hear the phrase

A grumpy bear 

Might get inside


But now he’s escaped

And he is free

Looking for more brains

To be displeased


 


 


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