The Versesmith

 dVerse Poetics:  Have You Ever Seen the Rain? Prompt from Li(sa) : Your challenge for today, if you choose to accept it, is to choose... your way with the weather. Use it as a framework. Or a metaphor. Or as a vehicle to get you where your muse wants to go. Any form or length is fine. I would love to see someone take a favorite weather song and pay tribute to its lyrics or melody. Please put attribution on your page if you choose that path. I’m very much looking forward to reading your poems. Going with the suggestion of taking a weather song, I have taken two.  One is mostly fiction, one is mostly fact. A Golden Shovel using a line from  November Rain by Guns N' Roses. And it's hard to hold a candle in the cold November rain A Golden Shovel is an invented form, created by Terrance Hayes.  It is written by taking a line or lines from an existing poem and using each word as end words in your poem. The words are kept in order.  Credit is always given....

 G - Golden Shovel  A golden shovel is an invented form, created by Terrance Hayes.  It is written by taking a line or lines from an existing poem and using each word as end words in your poem.  Keep the words in order, and make sure to give credit.  "Here I am, an old man in a dry month," the opening line of T.S. Eliot's Gerontion .  The title is Greek for  "little old man."  I would have liked to have added " year by year " as  a last line, but that wasn't in the poem. I am here. There is nowhere else I care to go, I am a used up man, an ancient, hoary, old man. I sit in my dingy bedsit day after night, a sorry sad man, withered and dry. Here, day by day, week by week, month by month. ©2024 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved 

  A Golden Shovel is written by taking a line or lines from a poem you like (or dislike, it doesn't require you to like it, just pull a line or two from it!) and use each word as end words in your poem.  Keep them in order, and make sure to give credit.  I also will give credit to Terrance Hayes, who created this form.  My Golden Shovel is from The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock , by T. S. Eliot. "Till human voices wake us, and we drown."   image public domain - Pexels Nightmares   We sleep as peaceful creatures till, being mere human with weak human voices, we wake. Stirring, our dreams are with us to recall our fears, and they are so frightening we feel as if we may drown.     ©2021 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved

 Writers' Pantry #52  https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2021/01/writers-pantry-52-years-beginning.html I've been playing with some new, to me, poetry forms.  April is the Blogging from A to Z Challenge, and my plans are A-Z of poetry forms.  I like to get a head start, especially since I also participate on my other blog.   This is a Golden Shovel. It was created by Terrance Hayes, an award-winning poet and professor in New York.  https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/terrance-hayes The "rules" are: take lines, or one line, from an existing poem take each word and use it, in order, as an end word in your new poem give credit My poem uses the words from the last line of Edna St. Vincent Millay's Time Does Not Bring Relief (Sonnet II), "and so stand stricken so remembering him."             I had told him “yes” already, and it’s too late to change that now, so I let my words stand though I am stricken ...