Metaphor Confidence Poems

I see no sign of forced entry...
just copper suns and cornflower blue,
have you been here all this time?
I don't remember inviting you,
and now all my...

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I settle not 
within the belly 
of the tempest
nor shall I surrender
to the hounds of hellebore 
foreshadowing the darkest whims 
I can only bare to...

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Distracted by eyes and lips; skin so fair.
Lured bettors; a beautiful poker face.
Taking games with ease; a delicate stare. 
The deck’s in my hand. I’m...

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“Life is too short to be serious all the time. So, if you can’t laugh at yourself, call me and I’ll laugh at you.” -...

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. . . Elementary 

Little Wrinkled Nose -- The 

Way We Like It . . ....

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Cobwebs,
settle on my tongue, 
lines of sodden caramel, 
stick in their formation, clapping,
to each considered fiction,
protruding from,
my gum.
...

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Moved by the passion, 
of her own performance, 
an everlasting act,
written on the fly,
erratic,
a tactic,
to pass the time.

...

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Honey tells me: Where do great stanzas come from
just out of your head when you're in-bed hon
so, they will say your mind went to our...

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I'm an African son
From my mother's womb
I brought the colour of chocolate 
To be the son of soil

All strong, all articulate 
Born skilled, born the...

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After much delay
And many episodes of going astray
Finally, I put them on
Now, they're snugly and comfortably fastened
Fitted,  strapped, and secure are my blinders
Spectators and...

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I'm an artist without a muse to capture 
Painting with no brush or sense of the soul
Sparking fire without a fuse or ember
Still I perceive...

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Before now, I saw you my reaper, the mirror of me
Spitting insolent bile any time I'd spend a penny or three
Simultaneously scrutinising every crooked line...

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Whatsoever society's expectations of me, myself and I
 and my predestination of what may be spoken
 damaging my,  handwritten on one's wall as regards...

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In the hushed embrace of night, a weaver emerges from the shadows.
With delicate grace, it spins threads of lunar albedo into a tapestry,
a silent symphony...

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Sometimes I am a confident queen
Other times I am so overcome with anxiety that I hide away
"I'm fine" is the biggest lie I have ever...

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