Poetry is perfect for cliche
It’s a better way
To say what I want to say!
Sometimes a synonym will do
It’s true!
At least it’s been thought through
Rewriting what’s previously written
I’m smitten
With the hand already bitten!
No poems of autumn or spring
So please bring
Me less cliched words to sing!
Written for a task at AllPoetry.com in connection with cliche. Cliches are often useful, so long as they are not overused, and often express exactly what is required. For me though, I really don’t like cliched poetic topics like seasons or flowers, unless done really well and bringing a new dimension to the subject. I have a pet peeve with some words too but I can’t remember them now because as soon as I see them I click away from reading and forget about them immediately. Next time I see one, I want to try and understand why it is that I dislike it so much! I looked up synonyms of cliche to find bromide! Haha! Never used that word in my life.
Today I’m feeling:
Not sure yet! The cats woke me up well before I wanted and after feeding them I decided to get going. Still dizzy and feeling very hungry despite a big meal last night, or maybe because of it.
I’m not sure what time Amy and Nu got home last night but Amy was happily singing her favourite songs in bed before she finally fell asleep and I was able to get back to it too.
I felt pretty good after being out last night. Even though I wasn’t drinking and still felt tired, I wasn’t bored or grumpy.
Health:
Physical: 6
Mental: 7
Today I’m grateful for:
Being woken up at 5pm as I was enjoying a good sleep. I then got up and we went to the city for a really nice Chinese meal.
The best thing about today was:
Going to the optometrist and getting my eyes checked and ordering some cheap bifocal lenses for the spare frames I have. The lady there spoke little English but we managed to communicate everything eventually and I was happy not to spend as much as I was expecting.
My eyesight hasn’t changed so my old lenses are still ok but I was wondering if they were contributing to my dizziness. I guess not.
The lady was also the spitting image of my student iPhone and I asked her if she had a sister but she said she didn’t.
I was glad to do all this by myself instead of depending on Amy. Let’s see if the glasses I receive in the end are actually what I want!






