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March 3, 2022 at 11:47am
March 3, 2022 at 11:47am
#1028015
Kite

Up on the hill and the wind fresh with spring,
sunlight bright in the eye and on the grass,
the boy eager as he holds the kite, bucking in his hand,
the tail streams from the fragile structure,
its tissues crackling in the eddies of air, alive
with longing to ride the high currents above.
Released, it climbs into the blue space,
still connected to his dreams by the tugging line.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, April 18 2021
Prompt: “Go Fly a Kite Day takes place during April, National Kite Month, which means that the phrase should be taken literally. People should use the day to fly kites.” If you're inspired, write a poem about a kite!
March 3, 2022 at 11:45am
March 3, 2022 at 11:45am
#1028014
Before I even consider writing anything, let me record that I think Denise Levertov’s poem is excellent. This is the first time I’ve read it (and I’ve never heard of her before) but it struck me in the first few lines that this is a truly powerful poem. It is full of bright, clear imagery and reveals a fresh, original vision of something that a thousand poets have tried and failed to encapsulate. Denise Levertov succeeds in it.

The First Rains

In Africa, the days are bright with harsh sunlight
yet dulled with the heat and dust of drought.
All life stands in the shade and regards the faded world,
colour leached from the scene by the relentless sun,
yearning for the rains to come. And when they do,
great, fat drops falling from a thunderous sky
to raise puffs of dirt, churning the red earth to mud,
leaving the air sharp, clear, daubed with oils to paint the pastel land.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, April 17 2021
Prompt: Denise Leverton’s poem, Celebration.
March 3, 2022 at 11:43am
March 3, 2022 at 11:43am
#1028013
Tortoise Philosophy

Remember what the tortoise taught us,
a house on your back can be a fortus,
and also, real quick, a limerick:

A brave young tortoise one day
found a strawb’ry in his way.
Too large to remove,
so heavy it proved,
it ended his trip to Cathay.



Line count: 8
Fun with rhymes and a limerick of sorts!
For Express It In Eight, April 16 2021
Prompt: Photo of tortoise and strawberry.
March 3, 2022 at 11:41am
March 3, 2022 at 11:41am
#1028012
Space

Out west there is space,
the open plains, flat, empty and vast,
an expanse of land beneath endless skies,
the towns low and clinging to the earth,
refusing to pierce the horizon with height,
happy with the empty lots
and eternal grass.

There, too, is freedom.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, April 15 2021
Prompt: Write a space poem.
March 3, 2022 at 11:39am
March 3, 2022 at 11:39am
#1028011
Tryst

It is meet that we meet
at the hunters’ meet.
They say after all,
that all paths meet
at the meeting of fate
and happenstance.
Meet me there to fête
with meat and dance.



Line count: 8
Rhyming haphazard aabacdcd
For Express It In Eight, April 14 2021
Prompt: Meet.
March 3, 2022 at 11:38am
March 3, 2022 at 11:38am
#1028010
Writing

I juggle the words
like flocks of birds
flying around my head.

When meaning is heard,
unless it’s absurd,
I’ve found the required thread.

And so it goes
I vanquish my woes.



Line count: 8
Rhyme scheme aab aab cc
For Express It In Eight, April 13 2021
Prompt: Juggle.
March 3, 2022 at 11:36am
March 3, 2022 at 11:36am
#1028009
Monet and Me

Monet in old age,
absorbed in the capture of light
and intent upon its pursuit,
painted only water lilies
until his death, certain,
if he could get it right,
then he could say just one perfect thing.

Imperfection seems sufficient to me.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, April 12 2021
Prompt: A Monet painting of water lilies.
March 3, 2022 at 11:35am
March 3, 2022 at 11:35am
#1028008
Being Steeled

When young, we are too often
governed by a temper so strong,
we act on impulse, are rash
in decision, unafraid to be wrong.

How age changes and chastens,
caution becoming the word,
like metal that is tempered
by dousing in life, like a sword.



Line count: 8
Rhyme scheme abcb
For Express It In Eight, April 11 2021
Prompt: Temper.
March 3, 2022 at 11:32am
March 3, 2022 at 11:32am
#1028007
A Picayune Afternoon

The moon in June makes me croon and spoon
but what tune I croon I’ll not tell very soon
you may call me a loon or poltroon or a goon
or even, as a boon, a buffoon or baboon
though never the monsoon would make me immune
from the typhoon in Rangoon especially at noon
whereas my bassoon may be more attuned
if cocooned and harpooned out by the lagoon.



Line count: 8
Nonsense poetry, rhymed profusely and irrationally
For Express It In Eight, April 09 2021
Prompt: Illustration of a moon.
March 3, 2022 at 11:31am
March 3, 2022 at 11:31am
#1028006
Modern Fantasy

Jaded by our own success,
bored by entertainment
that seeks ever darker
expressions of ourselves,
weakened by endless leisure,
sickened by pointless pleasure,
we contemplate the end,
dreaming of armageddon.



Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, April 08 2021
Prompt: Jade.

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