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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. |
| Are We There Yet? Sharp the pain of the paper cut, deep the ache of the flu, gripes indigestion in the gut, Ache of arthritis grew. So the tale of the passing years adds to the weight of age, till we’re left grasping at good cheer by turning another page. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 08.12.21 Prompt: Sharp. |
| Flamenco Her haughty eye surveys the crowd she stands unmoving, hand on hip, the other held aloft, arm in sinuous curve echoing down her spine and legs, her pose disdainful, proud and wild, still as a statue, she stares us down, then castanet clicks, heel taps an answer, guitar strings sound, the dance begins. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 08.11.21 Prompt: Dance. |
| Hog in the Limelight I met a man who had a pig, he kept it in a bag. I thought it did not look too big, He said “Don’t look for snags; the pig is young but it will grow, amazed you’ll be tomorrow.” I bought it, took it home to see A pig that’s known as guinea. Line count: 8 Rhymed ababccdd For Express It In Eight, 08.10.21 Prompt: A pig in a poke. |
| Raindrop Raindrop in the spider’s web clear bright lens of morning light sparkles with its silver siblings strung upon symmetric net turns arachnid’s patient trap to a masterpiece enchanting there between the forest fingers hangs precipitation’s jewel. Line count: 8 Free verse, trochaic tetrameter For Express It In Eight, 08.09.21 Prompt: Raindrop. |
| Grackle Old Bob Frost, in eight-line form, speaks of baptism from a passing crow and shows us how, beyond the norm, we might write wisdom within his shadow Memory shows me a rascal grackle fixing me with his jewelled red eye over discarded, stale burger he cackles, and I salute him in reply. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 08.08.21 Prompt: Frost’s poem, Dust of Snow. |
| Scraping the Barrel The dreaded day arrives and Philippe Petit walks the high wire between a lighthouse and Mr Coleman’s Mustard Mansion, while I confess a dearth of inspiration and a trick for line eight. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 08.07.21 Prompts: Lighthouse, mustard and Philippe Petit. |
| Trouser Storage in the Underworld Gurglebong Glup, respected troll, surprised a gnome in his pantry. “A thief, a thief!” he cried aloud “Not so,” said gnome “I’ve lost my pants.” Line count: 8 Free verse, 4 syllables per line For Express It In Eight, 08.06.21 Prompt: Gnome. |
| August Five Neil Armstrong, first person to walk on the moon, born on this day in 1930, quite a sensation in his day, presumably because everyone else could afford a cab. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind my little joke at his expense. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 08.05.21 Prompt: Neil Armstrong. |
| Insomnia Small hours of the morning and my mind is churning, the cream of the agitated day recycling in my thoughts Sleep forgotten, rest ignored, I pound the jumbled notions till the tumbling, turning tumult spreads the butter of the dawn. Line count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 08.04.21 Prompt: Illustration of butter churning. |
| Persilliance Summer and detergent advert billows in the memory surfing with the whitened sheets blowing in the wind. Then the happy housewife’s smile flashed upon the laundry flapping, colours ‘gainst the sun-washed sky, bold within commercial’s tide. Line count: 8 Free verse, trochaic meter For Express It In Eight, 08.03.21 Prompt: Billow. Author’s Note: I leave the etymology of the word “persilliance” to the reader. |
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