Apples Eating Zebras

Here is a new Golden Shovel poem. I admit I’ve become a bit addicted to this form (here are the rules in case your unfamiliar).

Ars Poetica (an excerpt)

A poem should be palpable and mute

As a globed fruit

Dumb

As old medallions to the thumb

Silent as the sleave-worn stone

Of casement ledges where the moss has grown—

A poem should be wordless

As the flight of birds

A poem should be motionless in time

As the moon climbs

by Archibald MacLeish (1892 – 1982)

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The following is a Golden Shovel poem from the first line “A poem should be palpable and mute As a globed fruit”

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Apples Eating Zebras

Apples eating zebras and z’s to a

I cobble together words in a poem

Making nonsense I should not but should

Gobble up wobbles and play vocab tricks to be

Escaping tricky corners with palpable

Tight and twisty turns and

Flamboyant gestures of an eloquent mute

Breaking forms with made-up rhymes as

A wanna-be unknown poet throwing a

Bucket of colorful words upon a globed

Canvas and calling it a bowl of fruit.

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What a fun one? Want to give the Golden Shovel a try? Join the “Get Your Golden Shovels” collaboration. Here is a link to this week’s prompt.

Be well,

Monty

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