Poetry Pals - Week 27 - The Golden Shovel
Get your minds out of the gutter, it’s poetry I say. Read on to find out exactly what.
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Hello my wonderful poetry people,
(There was no real week 26 as we explored how the last 6 months had gone and plans for the future.)
So, this week, week 27, over at
we were looking at Golden Shovel poetry in a post by guest poet Clayton. I’d never heard of this before, and I did giggle a little. She showed us a poem inspired by Joni Mitchell which was wonderful.Our task this week
To write a golden shovel poem.
Take a line (or lines) from a poem you admire.
Use each word in the line (or lines) as an end word in your poem.
Keep the end words in order.
Give credit to the poet who originally wrote the line (or lines).
The new poem does not have to be about the same subject as the poem that offers the end words.
I took the opportunity to take a line from one of my talented daughter’s songs, and I wrestled with this poem for what felt like a long, long time. I cursed it, deleted it, rewrote it, cursed it again, and rolled around on the floor with many of the words trying to get them to fit where I wanted them. They were tricksy beasts. It almost had me beaten. I nearly gave up. But, I didn’t. Anyhoo, here it is, a golden shovel poem.
Also go listen! Now! Before you even read the poem.
First Born - Golden Shovel - from Feel About You by Aislin Evans
Born of me, through me, you
are my precious first born, who came
so precipitously. Beautiful inside and out
with skin ten sizes too big for a babe of
your delightful petiteness. Nowhere
did they say the wrinkles would fill and
warn that you would grow to be so amazing; you
bloomed. Love filled us, our hearts opened
wide, our souls filled up
I received love so sharp it pierced my
heart and my eyes,
tormented me but opened me to
your incredible sunlight.
(Lyric used - ‘you came out of nowhere and you opened up my eyes to sunlight’)
Tell me what you think. I’d love to know and get some feedback.
Till next time, peeps.
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I love the poem and the fact you took the words from your daughter song. It feels like a hard fought poem in a good way. That’s the poem that need to be found fought for and now shared. Thank you for your persistence and hard work.
Oh my goodness. This is gorgeous. So real, heartfelt, and lovely.
(And of course, I laughed delightedly at your description of the process of writing.)