Hi everyone, I don’t know if my holiday snaps are metaphor friendly, but we can at least have a go at a poem. See the shot at the top of a mountain/hill in the Lake District, while we were stood up there a fighter jet zoomed past beneath us. We could have waved at the pilot had we heard him coming ;)
Over the moon under the bridge,
watch out for my wake.
At mountain’s peak I point and look.
on bars I hang upside up and upside down.
Ponies come to say hello
I ponder my catch and my wet feet,
then pull a rainbow from the sky
Is anyone brave enough to think up a metaphor? Or are we all still in holiday snooze mode (completely acceptable around here) :)