Thanks so much to everyone who joined our first Creative Half Hour on Zoom last week. We welcomed writers, fundraisers, business owners and marketers from the UK, USA, Belgium and Switzerland to talk about metaphor – and our participants created some beautiful poems. Here are just a few of them…
Fresh prince from the ether
He is a heartfelt, half-breathed whisper
He is a rainbow, masquerading as brown
He is a horse-drawn cart, rattling on broken stone
He is a parched-leather waistcoat, rescued from the alcove
He is an island with bridges to everywhere
He is an hour and twelve beyond midnight
By which time there’s no going home
Dylan Parry
My Island Girl
She is a carnival band
She is burnt umber
She is a raft.
She is a painter’s smock
She is Madagascar
She is midnight.
Trisha Lewis
Half my DNA
She is a roar with a hurricane smile.
She is magenta with pink and violet streaks from a unicorn’s mane.
She is scooter made from rainbows and squeals.
She is a tic-tac T-shirt with blinding sequins.
She is the grass and the trees next to the eternal mountain.
She is 6.53am, before I am awake.
John Espirian
Seventeen laps around the sun
She is a giggle in church service I’m unable to contain
She is autumnal warm, burnt orange in the fresh October air
She is a tandem bicycle daring to brace the beach sands
She is a blanket on my lap sat out in the winter sun
She is dusk in the mountains with a hundred shades of blue
She is my night time prayer of gratitude that lingers into sleep
Alison Ashurst
Our next Creative Half Hour is this Friday, April 17 at 15.30 BST and we’d love for you to join us. Find out how to register here.
