At the beginning of June I invitated all of you poets (or potential poets, which is all of you) out there to join me in Silver Lining June. This has been a collaborative project for the blogging and writing community to create together. Today I’m sharing all the wonderful creations – mine and yours.
What is the Silver Lining form, you ask? It’s a miner variation on the Golden Shovel form that I “invented” earlier this year. It offers a little more flexibility. Here are the “rules”.
Special thanks to the contributors to Silver Lining June:
Silver Lining June Poems (Prompt 1):
June Prompt No. 1
“A molten gold flows away from the sun.”
from “Evening Sea Wind” by Carl Sandburg
A Different Sun
Flesh and bones molten;
Borrowed life, paid for with gold,
Flows
Away
From
His silenced heart, to see a different sun.
by Monty Vern
Once the heart becomes molten,
Carefully cup the blistering gold
In your hands and…[more]
by Serendippity
Desire bubbles up like lava, molten
Fantasies of rings of gold
The way the conversation…[more]
by No Love For Fatties
The hammer raised falls, slag shoots a
Gray heat no so removed from molten
Iron once a bright glowing gold
Now dulled as heat…[more]
by A Different Perspective
Silver Lining June Poems (Prompt 2):
June Prompt No. 2
“It is in the smell of an avocado blossom, and in the true passion of a kiss.”
from “The Unnamable River” by Arthur Sze
Avocado Toast
Feeding each other breakfast in bed, we lay in our smell;
Supple eggs on toast with buttery rich avocado
Sipping tea of steeped blossom
The blush of your naked cheeks true
A fading memory of passion
Reignited by the gentlest kiss
by Monty Vern
The Senselessness of Long Covid
Now you must accentuate sight, having lost smell.
Though slices of tomato, yellow pepper and avocado
Masquerade on a blue plate as a festive blossom,
Artistry is a…[more]
by Serendippity
Silver Lining June Poems (Prompt 3):
June Prompt No. 3
“The day is done, and the darkness
Falls from the wings of night,
As a feather is wafted downward
From an eagle in his flight.“
from “The Day is Done” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
This Day Undone
This day
Undone
Darkness
Lifts me high above the falls
With heavy wings
Sculpted in the image of night
Each iron feather
Forged from wafted
Despair turning upward downward
And the false eagle
Drops me from it’s hellish flight.
by Monty Vern
Something New Under the Sun
Again a demoralizing day:
Dear heart will you never be done
Fraternizing with darkness,
Letting stumbles lapse into falls,
“Forgetting” you have…[more]
by Serendippity
If you missed the Golden Shovels created by the community in the April challenge, check out all the contributions in the Golden Shovel April Round-Up. Feel free to give these prompts a try as well. They were great poem line prompts with lots of creative potential.
Be well,
Monty

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