Written for Wea’ve Written Weekly.
Our PoW, Violet, asks us to write a
Golden Shovel poem in which
every line is a lie – except one!

She tells the glass she has always been a
girl who wanted nothing more than the most
ordinary happiness …. soft, small, beautiful ….
and swears the garden in her palm is no lie,
that the light the little bell jar holds
is proof her whole life could weigh greater
than all the wreckage with its dull, dark allure,
that the ache behind her ribs is stronger than
the rose vines climbing toward the sun, that the
crouched, gray child in the mirror is the ugliest
story she has ever told. Her eyes know the truth.
NAR©2026
#W3
Nancy’s Notes: In a Golden Shovel poem, we borrow a line from an existing poem and use each word from that borrowed line (in order) as the final word of each line in our new poem. My borrowed line is from the poem “The Most Beautiful Lie” by Kevin Patrick II: “A most beautiful lie holds greater allure than the ugliest truth”. You may read the entire poem here.
This is “Little Lies” by Fleetwood Mac
Everything on The Elephant’s Trunk was created by me, except where otherwise indicated. Thanks for your consideration. NAR©2017-present.

Nancy! You really hit this one out of the park. The line you chose for your GS- the translucent word choices- this my friend is a work of art!
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I’m totally gobsmacked, Jodi! This was a very clever challenge you created and I was thrilled to get to use that great line from Kevin Patrick’s poem. It’s a favorite and fit the theme nicely. Thanks so much!
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Beautiful images & I want every line to be true. Great pick of Fleetwood Mac!
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That would be nice, wouldn’t it? Thanks so much, Liz!
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I wish I better understood poetry.
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I get that, Jim, and you’re not alone. Don’t let anyone tell you poetry is easy; it isn’t …. whether you’re writing it or reading it. For me, it’s a constant learning process and I’m much more comfortable writing stories.
My poem and the image I created are playing the same trick: ten lines of self-soothing fiction (in other words, lies) … the castle, the lovers, the roses standing in for a pretend life she’s chosen to believe in …. and then the last line subtly cracks it open as that’s the one true line. Everything before it is the golden jar; the last line is the broken mirror finally getting a word in.
When you read the last word of each line, they form the line I borrowed from “The Most Beautiful Lie” by Kevin Patrick: “A most beautiful lie holds greater allure than the ugliest truth”.
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I don’t need to understand poetry to enjoy it, but I appreciate you explaining what was going on in your poem, as that helped me make better sense of it. I don’t enjoy reading stories that are filled with nonsense, but poetry works differently for me.
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Your choice of song is always so spot on with your poetry!
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Thanks for that, D. It’s important to me and I really do try. 🎶💙
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Behind every resurfacing lie
there is a buried piece of truth …
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That is so true, my dear friend. Thank you for this song from Poets of the Fall; I haven’t listened to them in quite a while and appreciate how great they truly are. 🎶💙
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Thank you for appreciating my little anecdote my friend and of course P,O,T,F have so many great songs to choose from 🥰📖🎶
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Nancy, I am especially moved by how the mirror refuses every beautiful lie, while her eyes still know the truth she cannot yet say. 🪞
~David
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David, I’m so pleased that line resonated with you. I love the look in her eyes and tried to incorporate that. Thank you for your very gracious words and for appreciating my efforts. ☺️
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🤗
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So very powerful Nance – confronting pain and self-delusion and the struggle to choose healing over suffering🙌
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Thanks very much, Ange. So pleased to know enjoyed this one. I love that line from Kevin Patrick’s poem. ☺️
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Fabulous ❤️
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Thanks for doing this Nance I have been ticking as not spam when I find them I’ll go and check now –
Just 2 fingers crossed no more 🤩
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Beautifully done Nancy.
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Thanks so much, dear Sadje.
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You’re very welcome dear sis
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Wow
That was amazing and beautiful
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Thanks so much! I’m thrilled to know you enjoyed my poem! 😊
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