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Here’s the prompt!
Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that begins with a line from another poem (not necessarily the first one), but then goes elsewhere with it. This will work best if you just start with a line of poetry you remember, but without looking up the whole original poem. (Or, find a poem that you haven’t read before and then use a line that interests you). The idea is for the original to furnish a sort of backdrop for your work, but without influencing you so much that you feel stuck just rewriting the original!. For example, you could begin, “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day,” or “I have measured out my life with coffee spoons,” or “I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster,” or “they persevere in swimming where they like.” Really, any poem will do to provide your starter line – just so long as it gives you the scope to explore.
Megalith still
Mist swirls
round
the circle
jagged teeth
of stones
pierce damp,
Atlantic air;
grey silent fragments
in a grey silent world –
we touch the past
listen in emptiness:
hear no voices.
I took a long time to do today’s prompt. All the lines of poetry that came to me such as ‘I must go down to the seas again’ had such a strong rhythm they seemed to dictate what came next so I struggled to find a good line prompt that gave me room for imagination. The lines I have picked come from the middle of ‘The Horses’ by Ted Hughes – ‘grey silent fragments in a grey silent world’. Later in the poem he uses the expression ‘megalith still’ which I have taken for my title. I had in mind the standing stones of Callinish, Isle of Lewis. Not a horse in sight. This started life as a compact, fatter poem but then decided it preferred to be tall and skinny like a standing stone.
Harping On 
You’re right that some lines are such a part of what comes next you can’t lift them out of context. I like this one. You’ve made something very evocative of permanence and history;
Quite often it was the rhythm of the poem I picked that dictated it and I didn’t want to write a poem in metre or rhyme today – some days you want something looser. I also found a lot of the first lines I looked at took me down the nature pathway, and I didn’t want that either. So here we are, on the Isle of Lewis!
I go through rhyme phases then feel like a change. I had another go at a sonnet today. Once I tackle something new, I like to tease out the knots until I see how it works.
Me too. I like to keep going back to review things – I’m always tweaking. Hard to say when a poem is done!
The ideas can always be recycled in different forms too.
I love the tall standing stone shape of it!
That happened right at the end – it wanted to stretch out! I love when things like that happen – I really struggled to get going with the prompt and then suddenly the poem took over and did its stuff. Now watching a programme about standing stones on BBC 4 – spooky coincidence!