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An original golden shovel poem

For Poetry friday, my Poetry sisters and I are doing "golden shovel" poems, where you use lines or stanzas from an existing poem (grabbing a shovel full of gold from someone else). You use the words of a line (or lines) in the order given, as the end words of each line in your new poem.

We are all working from the wonderful "Pied Beauty" by Gerard Manley Hopkins. The Hopkins poem is a curtal sonnet using sprung rhythm - you can read about both in this prior post, but here is the whole, lovely source poem for our golden shovels.

Pied Beauty
by Gerard Manley Hopkins

Glory be to God for dappled things—
  For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
    For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;
  Landscape plotted and pieced— fold, fallow, and plough;
    And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.

All things counter, original, spare, strange;
  Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
    With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
        Praise him.


My lines are as follows:

All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)

And here is my poem:

Oh love -- give me all
your heart! I do not want things--
not necklaces, not flowers for my counter-
tops. I much prefer the original
offer you made of kisses, of time to spare.
Keep singing me your strange,
familiar songs, whatever
may come. Our love is
bone-deep, bedrock, not fickle
or frivolous. Let me wake to freckled
shoulders, strong and sure. Who
would trade away a moment? Lord knows
we can fill them. Let me show you how.


I will add links and such a bit later, but please check the Poetry Friday lineup and find poems by Tricia Stohr-Hunt, Sara Lewis Holmes, Tanita Davis, Laura Purdie Salas, and Liz Garton Scanlon.

Laura wrote a gorgeous poem about a Syrian refugee.

Liz has written about a girl with a pony.

Tanita wrote TWO; one about lilies, the other about being made of star stuff (sort of). *swoon*

Tricia wrote a love poem for her anniversary.
Tags: fineman, original poems, poetry, poetry friday, poetry seven
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