The dark side of the street

This morning's earworm was just one line - 'The dark side of the street' - complete with brass accompaniment, running through my head when I awoke. It's from Van Morrison's Bright Side of the Road and I hadn't looked closely at the lyrics before. I like the light/dark metaphor and the references to time passing. Here's some great examples from poets who knew a thing or two about metaphor. This is my metaphor poem inspired by Bright Side of the Road

Ravelling

I pluck the thread

it spirals into a heap

a spaghetti of bumpy bits

worn and weary bits

plies made stringy and thin

by moths, silverfish and elbows

I am ready, it says,

my memory is sound

I will bounce back to be

rewashed, rewound, repaired, reknitted

each stitch kissed by knotted fingers