Napowrimo tells us Terrence Hayes invented a form of poetry called the golden shovel, in which the new poem's line endings are words from another poem. I picked, from some short poems quoted, to base mine on nouns, verbs, adverbs, in
First Fig
First Fig
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—
It gives a lovely light!
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—
It gives a lovely light!
-Edna St. Vincent Millay
Wish me luck!
ends
night
friends
light
candle
foes
burns
both
will / not last
oh
lovely
gives
my
_______________but___________
I take that back...
Lovely is this night, with its candle
burning bright.
Then I hurt my friend, away he goes.
Oh, we will last but one single life
one more night
at a time. Why waste it parting foes?
I'll go to my friend, let me make amends
ere ends the night, for
friendship outshines the brightest light.
-- Shirley Smith Franklin
ends
night
friends
light
candle
foes
burns
both
will / not last
oh
lovely
gives
my
_______________but___________
I take that back...
Lovely is this night, with its candle
burning bright.
Then I hurt my friend, away he goes.
Oh, we will last but one single life
one more night
at a time. Why waste it parting foes?
I'll go to my friend, let me make amends
ere ends the night, for
friendship outshines the brightest light.
-- Shirley Smith Franklin
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