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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. |
| 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. |
| It Means What You Think It Means She worked all her life, struggled for his approval; was the perfect wife to date of his removal. His deathbed words impromptu that made her so sad: “I just could not give you what I never had.” Line count: 8 Rhyme scheme ababcdcd For Express It In Eight, 08.27.21 Prompt: Approval. |
| Fret Fragrance Here in the northeast, of a dim fall morning, sea fret spreads its fingers through the streets and houses, to infiltrate the shore, to bring the scent of sea weed, the ocean breath and brine, to valleys deep inland. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 08.26.21 Prompt: Sea fret. |
| Altitude My days of mountain climbing are over and all I have left are memories of the vast silence of the heights, and the sharp thin air that launders the soul, the empty abyss, blue with distance, and the clouds, pouring from the summits, wrapping me in mystery and gloom. The memories are in attendance forever. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 08.25.21 Prompt: Mountain. |
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