One of my favourite things to discover is the origin of a word or phrase we use every day – etymology is fascinating!
Last week, while I was going about my daily business on a very standard workday, I suddenly had a thought about one saying in particular; so, naturally, I wrote a short poem about it.
Something Up My Sleeve
I am positive the person
who came up with the phrase
‘something up my sleeve’
was not a man with a plan
to hatch, or some Elizabethan chap,
off to stab a love rival with a bloody dagger;
but, in fact,
it was a woman with a tampon at her wrist –
off to stem the flow of crimson blushes
of those past whom she rushes.
by Jo Fisher
READ MORE OF MY POETRY:
- Endless Grey
- I’m Sorry To Say
- [Changing] Room With A View
- Waking Up With Depression
- Honest Haiku: Fifteen
- Street Dreams
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Beautiful metaphors throughout…love it!