August Golden Shovel #15

She lunges for the iron door, hoping to escape, but she’s

Just too late. She’s drowning in sparkles of dust that rise in a

Tidal wave. Destiny rings a torrent, echoing the shape-shifting

Stars, who beckon a tease. She reverses the artist,

Sloughs off history, whips coins into a froth. Who

Will drink the potion of morning, glory in the plays

That star her lovers? She’s locked in an iron box where all

Her fears braid chains in crimson, cobalt, waiting for the

Moment that ties her in knots, yet unravels all her parts.

 

source: She’s a Shape-shifting Artist Who Plays All the Parts

May Golden Shovel #20

source: Transforming a Fake Reality into Real Drama

 

Fireflies light up the meadows, transforming

Fields into a galaxy hugging the earth, where a

Constellation mirrors Orion, luring owls in their hunt to fake

Nests where sleeping mice feel safe in reality.

Ferrets, sloths, pangolins wander lighted grass streets into

A confusing dreamland where prey hide in real

Time, welcoming an escape from life or death drama.

 

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I’m continuing to use Terrance Hayes’s Golden Shovel poem format, as proposed by the Sunday New York Times "At Home" section, for 30 Poems in 30 Days during National Poetry Month.

 

Take a newspaper headline that attracts you.

Use each word in the line as the end word for each line in your poem.

Keep the end words in order.

Describe the story that the headline is for.

The poem does not have to be about the same subject as the headline that creates the end words.