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 |  Entries to Express It In Eight from September 2020 to the present . |
| The number of poems enforces the use of blog format with ten poems per page. |
| Never Exaggerate A collection of miscellany was owned by Mamselle Annie; some dubious as felony some sweet as frangipani But everything did conjugate, by likeness somehow aggregate, the whole collection, at any rate, together would amalgamate. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab cdcd For Express It In Eight, 09.07.21 Prompts: Miscellany and Conjugate. Note: Terribly sorry to the Americans but, for the purposes of this poem, I use the British pronunciation of the word “miscellany.” It rhymes with “felony.” |
| Dreamer Butterfly mind, not to be unkind, yet you cannot settle ever, since you slipped your wormlike tether, random thoughts your mind is spilling, with sweet reward your world is filling, free to roam and flutter by, since you are a butterfly. Line count: 8 Rhymed aabbccdd For Express It In Eight, 09.05.21 Prompt: Illustration of butterflies from the mind. |
| The Crocodile’s Tear Come my friend, be not alarmed the day is young, the river charmed, make time to swim and cool your fear in water bright, my home is near. The wonders of the stream I’ll show as down into the deep we go, so be assured, for you I’ll weep, and guard you well while you’re asleep. Line count: 8 Rhymed aabbccdd For Express It In Eight, 09.04.21 Prompt: Illustration of a crocodile’s eye. |
| Peacekeeper It was just a trifle, a mere kerfuffle. Don’t bring a rifle to a bad shuffle, hardly the Eiffel, not meant to ruffle, and surely no eyeful, so that is enuffle. Line count: 8 Rhymed abababab For Express It In Eight, 09.03.21 Prompt: Kerfuffle. |
| I Remember a Time… Dark the world in the bright headlamp hand of night, road flashing into view, a flickering hole in the blackness, our traverse across the timeless eternal Transvaal, in the shadowed hours when the land lies sleeping, a thin sliver of radiant light at the straight horizon, spreading, tearing the world from the overhanging sky, growing, glowing in fiery conflagration at the edge, the dawn of day in a featureless, sprawling plain. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 09.02.21 Prompt: Dawn of day. |
| Restless Restless the feet that went wandering, still hungry for horizon receding but betrayed by the body’s decay, the years a weight overbearing on desire to do more than just settle; so the limbs take the rest uncomplaining while the mind sets the sails unfurling, takes the helm on the sea of “I wish.” Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 09.01.21 Prompt: Restless. |
| Let’s Face It Standing around like the stations of the clock, we all have our viewpoint, our perspective, a sliver of reality when we were there. How can the centre know more than we do? Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 08.31.21 Prompt: Everyone is a moon and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody. |
| Trawled Caught in a trap in the seaweed forest, the net surrounding us, the purple jellies and me. They slipped through easily and I am left, snared beneath the golden water, with oxygen low. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 08.30.21 Prompt: Abstract painting. |
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