Can anyone give me poetry using idioms?

[sabrina1212]

Can anyone give me poetry using idioms?

[FadedLocution]

Boldly awkward, I can be.
As much of my prominence lays in the head, less so my mouth.

I've always been more of a writer than a talker.
I don't talk really great, but writing I do.
The separation between the two, like a vast chasm with no bridged point.

Most of my recent moments, fraught with feeling outcast but also intuitively seeing similarities between individuals, as if being common brought sanity to all.

Commonality in high composure and astute speech.
From the outside, it's all there, but inside, hardly think it's anywhere at all.
You can see it in the eyes, the solemn bravado lay waste in pupils and irises.
Gazes aren't straight, words are quick, witted and wispy.

All waiting for a turn to speak, rather than listen to the speaking.
For in that specific silence, most will meet the subjugation of innermost traumas.
Has a whole world gone mad, on insolence or veiled reasonings..
Aside from the chatter.

When a mind breaks open, to all the fragrant possibilities,
It is those who remain shut, who wield the torch and pitchfork.
Consistently spinning the same gear against the same mechanism that brought forth a hollow sound that rang in all ears.
But never stopped ringing..

Every thought I speak,
Met with dismissal or wandering murmurs..
A fish born on land, a wasp making nest in the sea.
Such a tragedy, like a ghost wafting in the air,
So I am

[erikagautney]

@sabrina1212 : Can anyone give me poetry using idioms?

Once in a blue moon
The elephant in the room
Can become the teacher's pet
Though it may soon regret
Trying to be an eager beaver
Hitting the books just to please her
Cuz when your head's in the clouds
You're in for a penny, in for a pound
A party pooper + rains on your parade
But when life hands you lemons, you make lemonade
Still it get's tough to look for the silver lining
When it no longer feels like you're on cloud nine
Soon you've got no more aces up your sleeve
You've been dethroned, once more the black sheep
The cat's out the bag you're a fish out of water
Gold stars are for gold diggers who at the eleventh hour
Bribed their way up to the teacher's top spot
She's got a new fave now, like two peas in a pod
She took the bait and fell for it, hook, line and sinker
They stole your thunder, you've lost your mojo and you're off kilter
So here's the moral of the story I've learned through thick and thin
You've gotta crawl before you can walk so don't run like the wind

I admit, it's not the greatest thing since sliced bread but I did kinda make it up on the spot in the span of 15-20 ish minutes, so... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[erikagautney]

Thought I'd give it another try, because... reasons?

That gif itself is an idiomatic expression!
My flow is so tight you could cut through the tension

Like a hot knife through butter I'm smooth, I don't stutter
Even if improv lyrics are like a ship with no rudder

Did you like that warm welcome? Or do you prefer the cold shoulder?
I wrote another poem to give the best of both worlds

It's going down because I'm coming up with clever rhymes
But I'm only writing this second one just to kill the time

Insomnia keeps me awake, so now I'm sleep deprived.
Does that make me a night owl or an early bird? You decide!

But I'm not a one-trick pony so don't say hold your horses
I'll post multiple poems, so come and smell the roses

Do you want to hear a juicy secret? Should I spill the tea?
I'm a glass-half-full type person, optimistic to a tee

I'm fit as a fiddle except when under the weather
however, later, I'm right as rain I couldn't be better

But when it rains it pours they say, it could all come undone
So I always save some money in a rainy-day fund

What else is there to say? If it all goes down in flames
It'd rub me the wrong way but in the end it's fair play

I'm mixing metaphors. Water or fire? Make up your mind!
My point is I'll face the music + come rain or shine

Maybe I break the ice picturing what a perfect storm is
Or perhaps I'm just burning bridges comparing apples to oranges

Apologies if these analogies only make you confused
Could you let me off the hook? Maybe even cut me loose?

Or at least give me some slack cuz we got off on the wrong foot
I was only pulling your leg I'll stop beating around the bush

I should just bite the bullet and stop writing poems like this
I should find a dead-end job and work the graveyard shift

Or maybe that ship has sailed already, I can't be sure. Who knows?
I think I'll try my hand at both to see which way the wind blows!

I'm throwing caution to the wind, a worker-bee that writes poetry
If my parents got wind of this they'd say I'm barking up the wrong tree

They'd say focus on the safe bet before this gets out of hand
We get our wires crossed like that, they'll never understand

It's not that hard to wrap your head around, I'm not at a crossroads
Commit to the straight and narrow path they say, but I've already gone offroad

Riding my ATV, going wherever the wind takes me
I prioritize both work AND play, and make it by the skin of the teeth

Penny for your thoughts strangers? Am I a dime a dozen?
Is this a wild-goose chase cuz this poem really wasn't

Impressive to y'all? Have I dropped the ball? Should I take the fall?
I guess it's not a cakewalk on a piece of cake after all?

If it comes straight from the horse's mouth I'll have to put it to bed
That's the last nail in the coffin and you hit the nail on the head

I thought I could kill two birds with one stone
I should've remembered it takes two to tango

I had my dream in my scopes. But now I've lost all hope.
Without an audience I'm at the end of my rope

But perhaps this is actually a blessing in disguise?
Cuz though I wouldn't hurt a fly I've got bigger fish to fry

When in Rome I could be a worker drone in my cubicle
Climbing the corporate ladder to meet our robot overlords

Even if it costs me an arm and a leg I'll make it
I'll work round the clock and just before I kick the bucket

I'll find myself at the heart of it all in the eye of the storm
Except they've got no hearts of course, that's where I reveal my final form

A double-agent in the illuminati, playing the devil's advocate
Better late than never the poet in me is alive again

I'll serenade each one of them, and just like the Grinch
Their hearts will grow 3 times as large and come through in a pinch

They'll make the world more poetic and artistic and humane
Turns out 3rd time's the charm that's right my poetry saved the day

One step at a time that's all it takes, baby steps
If they ask you to sell your soul you say "I'll take a rain cheque!"

Put on your poker face and walk the walk, don't just talk the talk
And when you reach the top you slay the gods against all odds

Then show kindness to everyone up who along the way got wrecked
And as they pay it forward too it'll become a snowball effect

When it's in full swing this rising tide will lift all ships
So break a leg cuz I'm gonna call it a day now and dip

[Raye]

@sabrina1212 I found this one online
The Idiom Of Love
I was drinking wine
I was making minds mine
I was turning keys
I was setting people free
I was being deceived
By the silent side of me

I was welcomed home
I was gone away
I was free to roam
I was told to stay
I was being confused
By the soul that I had used

I was flying by
I was flying high
I was never questioned why
I was prepared to die
I was beautified
By the ugly side of life

I was crying tears
I was drowning in my fears
I was feeling weak
I was releasing my years
I was afraid to peak
Afraid to get near

I was smart enough to be a step ahead
She did more crying than I did
I was strong enough to be brave
She loved enough to be my slave
I was dumb enough to let her go
She was smart enough to lose hope

[Tal9798]

@sabrina1212 Humpty dumpty sat on a wall