Hope you are all having a good weekend so far. I have something a little different today.
I had a creative writing class last term at uni, and I wrote quite a few poems and I wanted to start sharing them. This was one is a little more jovial and humourous so I thought it would be a good place to start.
Before this course I never thought I would write poetry, but it put me out of my comfort zone and I gave it a try and I found that I actually love writing it!
As always with my writing please leave honest feedback and criticisms! It’s the only way I can improve and develop my writing in the future so I always want to hear your thoughts!
Now enough rambling from me, onto the poem!
You never think of laundry as a kid.
Muddy denim, grass stains and tomato soup spills
all wounds of a war fuelled by imagination.
Childlike wonder is the battlefield
and clothes are the casualties.
Now I separate the Bold from the colourless,
thinking back on how sure I was that a Fairy
was the one to clean my military dress and hang
it on the front line between the socks and shirts.
But the only thing magic was my mum.
There are fewer fights of filth these days.
but every now and then I must arm myself
with detergent and fabric softener,
provide first aid to the wounded,
and pray for Ariel assistance.
Battlements of tops and trousers tower
around me, pleading for soapy support.
I form a pile of the deceased;
white garments marred with blood red wine
that won’t Vanish with a cold water
and a good scrubbing. I load the survivors into the barrel
and pull the machine’s trigger.
It spins, and I stop.
In amongst the wounded whites
is a red interloper. I lower my head.
We lost this battle. We may yet win the war.
So what do you think? I was super happy with it and it took me forever to try and fit in some of the laundry brand names but it was extra rewarding when it paid off. This is one of the first times I’ve played with extended metaphors in my poetry so it was a nice test to see how I could keep it going.
Anyway, like I said please leave your thoughts below. Usually I don’t ask for comments or likes or whatever but I really would appreciate feedback on this ❤
I hope you all have a fabulous day and rest of your weekend and I will see you tomorrow!
3 thoughts on “Wash Day”
I actually really like this! The extended metaphors really stand out. It is also very witty. Looking forward to reading more of your poetry 😊
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thank you so much! I’m so glad you think the extended metaphor works 🙂
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