Metaphor Love

[Delta40]

I struck you
while I was up to
my elbows in grease

You moved out of
the melting pot
and into the fire

We made sparks fly
while the iron was hot

But your finger on my pulse
made my flesh itch

I love to kick my man
warts and all
till his nose is out of joint

One foot in the grave
is worth two punches
in my bush

[Jerrybaldy]

This is like a continuation of your 'Rivers of poems' thread. You are the Mistress of wordplay and metaphor buggerafacation ;) There is a certain undercurrent to this too...
I pity the fool :)
Good Stuff Delta
JerryB

[PrinceMyshkin]

Quite wonderful how you managed to say something quite sincere while relying deliberately on all those cliches.

[Delta40]

buggerafacation hey?

thanks Prince and Jerry for your comments. I like to shake metaphors up and see what comes out! I think a few of these will go well as dialogue for my demented character in the play I am writing.

[drago]

I struck you
while I was up to
my elbows in grease

You moved out of
the melting pot
and into the fire

We made sparks fly
while the iron was hot

But your finger on my pulse
made my flesh itch

I love to kick my man
warts and all
till his nose is out of joint

One foot in the grave
is worth two punches
in my bush

I adored this poem. Thank you.

[PrinceMyshkin]

buggerafacation hey?

thanks Prince and Jerry for your comments. I like to shake metaphors up and see what comes out! I think a few of these will go well as dialogue for my demented character in the play I am writing.

Did I understand this correctly, that some demented character is writing a play about you?

[Delta40]

Did I understand this correctly, that some demented character is writing a play about you?

is that the way I wrote it? lol I'm the demented person writing a play!

Thank you for you comment Sarah