If there’s ONE metaphor I overuse, it’s a TIE.

“Blood” [and its derivatives and iterations] are a distant second to “Fire” and it’s HUNDREDS of “related words.”

In fact, I can barely write a SINGLE POEM without one of them. Like most people, I associate Fire with Destruction, but I also associate it with Freedom. Hence the term “burning bridges.”

I’ve written TWO POEMS about Burning Bridges ALONE in the last 2 weeks!

I think I NEEDED to Burn.
There really wasn’t an alternative if I wanted to Taste Freedom again. And I couldn’t get the bitter Ash of Other Peoples’ Judgment OUT OF MY DAMNED MOUTH.

What about you? What’s your most frequented Metaphor?