A ‘golden shovel’ poem
Come elections, they fuss like babies on buses;
Cajole their flocks: Let's turn back the clocks!
Snobbishly focused solely 'pon their own jobs;
Self-styled leaders smooch every small child;
Scores of whores hired for unsavory chores;
No lack of hacks begging: O, take me back!
Lies, pleas, promises (worthless) issue forth
W3 poetry prompt
This was written in response to this week’s W3 poetry prompt, which was to write a ‘golden shovel’ poem for my poem titled ‘Straits, or: Expanses’.
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–Ben Harper (b. 1969)
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Come elections… the rocks are stirred, as they climb from under… only with keen observation does one see the slime…!
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โค๏ธ๐๐ป Ralph ๐๐ปโค๏ธ
bloody right David!๐ ๐ฑ๐คทโโ๏ธ I hate to say!
๐๐๐ป Cindy ๐๐ป๐
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The very essence. Well done, David. ๐
๐ โค Terveen ๐ โค ~ thank you!
So true!
*sigh*
That about sums it up. (K)
๐๐๐ป Kerfe ๐๐ป๐
A very apt description of what happens during elections!
๐๐ Punam ๐๐
I know ๐๐
Your golden shovel ๐
Cool form!
ya know, the ‘golden shovel’ is actually compatible with many other forms – because it only defines what the final word of each line should be – everything else is flexible โค
Clever shovel.
๐ Misky ๐ ~ thanks much!