You can find the full workshop here: https://stirredpoetry.wordpress.com/2015/09/05/billie-holiday-workshop-1-you-could-be-my-lover/ and write your own Billie Holiday poems.
This is a poem I got from the free writing exercise.
Fell into my Head
There were broken tea cups on the carpet
clumsy visions of someone else’s tea party
we had used them for something comparable
in colour though stronger it bit our throats
brought forth those neon spiky aching words
as they smashed the painted swallows I swore
they flew through the window rustling curtains
into the summer night near an apricot moon
to soar among the flash fast shooting stars
when held you always tell me I smell of roses
perfume covers the unwashed don’t care hair
without success smother sweat with rose scent
push back dirty strands with bedaisied sunglasses
sweep tea cup pieces find joy in a rainy summer
drink rose lemonade in hope of a rosy outlook
of a rose-like nature softer never forgetting my thorns
grow deep roots and can take a hard pruning
regrow my blooms next summer requires sunglasses
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